Well? How did I get here?

Sunday, March 15th, 2009

Lately (and for reasons I can’t quite explain) I’ve been drawn to books with supremely inane titles. Good to Great. Getting it Done. Making Things Happen. I stood in line at the Brooklyn Public Library yesterday with a few of these books and you better believe it was a reality check.

There are more uplifting and exciting posts coming soon, I promise… I was just tired of looking at that chicken salad and thought I should post something.

Recommended: Pat Metheny’s One Quiet Night on a Sunday evening. Especially if one loud week awaits.

One Response to “Well? How did I get here?”

  1. kg.

    my boss told me a story about buying his at-the-time girlfriend barry white’s autobiography and standing in line at the san francisco borders for him to autograph it. when my boss approached mr. white, he shook his hand in pain (as he had signed too many autographs at that point) and proclaimed “oh, man.”
    i guess it’s a better story when one can imitate barry white proclaiming “oh, man.”
    “she’s a bass.”

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