My daily trip to class

Phase One : The car

Phase Two : The Train

Phase Three : The Subway

There are only two subway lines in Marseille, and I've only ever had use for Line One. All the cars are 70s-style brown and orange.

Destination : Crash Test Lab

Well I've been to one world fair, a picnic and a rodeo and that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard come over a set of ear-phones!

- Major T.J. "King" Kong

Two thoughts

I still often feel that when I am read something I'm getting some privileged peek into some better world, a Great Gatsby-like dinner party filled with bon mots and subtle references. It's usually by reading something that the possibility of some higher good overcoming the injustice in the world brings a smile to my face. Reading can be transcendant like that. But then the writer might stumble and snap me into realizing the terrestrial baseness of what they're selling.

As I was driving in dense rush-hour traffic today, I fixed my eyes longly on the middle-aged faces of all the lawyers and doctors and what-haveyous slowly inching past me. A question screamed out: what are you people doing?