Drawings, Photographs, Papers, and Notes From Nowhere
Not without surprise I notice a trend among fellow inmates to get pets. Well, I come from a small town, and I find the idea of having pets (or children!) in Manhattan surprising.
Anyway, I went to Harlem yesterday, and when I got back I realized that the only picture I had taken was this one.
Like any other self-respecting publication in the Western hemisphere, we called our antenna specialist. We wanted to find out more about the iPhone 4 and eventually publish a super-well-informed piece. Turns out our specialist doesn’t care – she’s at the beaches of Montauk, with her new boyfriend. She called back from the Lighthouse, where the two read Hölderlin poems to each other. On top of that, she actually owns the iPhone 4, which kind of disqualifies her to blog about it. Disturbingly, when we received her call, the thing seemed to work.
Meanwhile, back in the city, I wonder what we’ll all do with our lives when Apple is no more. Yesterday’s press conference surely was disappointing. I found the company more refreshing when they told customers who didn’t like a product to give it back, go away, and f___ themselves. What’s up with the latest “We love our customers” nonsense?
It looked like the perfect afternoon for German Manhattanites: 104 degrees outside, air condition on full blast, watching the game on Spanish TV. Well, thank you Spain for moving a dreadful object of reverse culture shock out of our sights, at least for the remainder of the tournament: the light blue sweater of our German coach!