Monday, November 29, 2010


Someone said Dave Eggers was a better writer than Kurt Vonnegut and I reflexively threw the book I had in my hand (which happened to be And You Will Know Our Velocity) at them, breaking a lamp in the process. The question is: for having that book in my hand, knowing the name of it, and using it to break a lamp am I irrevocably a hipster for life?

That wouldn't really be such a bad thing.

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