I Love Tearing Things Out Of The

The Iphone Calendar Isn't Bad, But It Isn't Great, Either. It Only Offers A Day View And A Month View - It Doesn't Have A Week View, Which Drives Me Crazy.

I Think The Real Reason Is That Life Has No Meaning. I Mean, No Obvious Meaning. You Wake Up, You Go To Work, You Do Stuff. I Think Everybody's Always Looking For Something A Little Unusual That Can Preoccupy Them And Help Pass The Time.

Everything Rational And Sensible Abandons Me When I Try To Throw Out Photographs. Time And Time Again, I Hold One Over A Wastebasket, And Then Find It Impossible To Release My Fingers And Let The Picture Drop And Disappear.

When We Stopped To Rest And Tony Tried To Figure Out What Was Wrong With His Compass, I Asked Him What He Thought It Was About Orchids That Seduced Humans So Completely That They Were Compelled To Steal Them And Worship Them And Try To Breed New And Specific Kinds Of Them And Then Be Willing To Wait For Nearly A Decade For One Of Them To Flower.

Parents, It Seems, Have An Almost Olympian Persistence When It Comes To Suggesting More Secure And Lucrative Lines Of Work For Their Children Who Have The Notion That Writing Is An Actual Profession. I Say This From Experience.