I know I’m overtired this week, between election jubilation and little girl teeth creation, because I received a copy of Ben Greenman’s Correspondences in the mail the other day, and F me if I can figure out what I’m supposed to do with it. Origami? Tiny postcard? Interactive? The accompanying press materials read like the instructions for assembling the crib, except more verbose and blurry.
The fundamentals of my sleep agenda are sound, my friends; I’ll get there!
Here’s something else for the less tired of you out there: Vulture links us to a five page sentence from 2666. Happy reading! and goodnight!