… from two weeks croozin’ the Med. Long flight from Venice to NYC, the inevitable hours of delay at JFK. On to Denver, sniffling all the way. Wake up today to Da Peece Prize news. Thought it must be a  Nyquil induced hallucination. Or massive sleep debt, somethin’ like that.

Just when you think the depths of Post-Structualist Neo-Kafka Political Dadaism have been plumbed, the Nobel committee gets into their trusty intellectual bathysphere, puts their finger on the Down button, and pushes… and pushes… and pushes.


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