A commonplace soul is often uncommonly spirited.
But dreck is still dreck, even when phosphorescent.
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- Excerpt: Mornin' Carrie, Albert Here.
- Excerpt: Anarchy in Plum Street
- Movies: Zodiac
- Excerpt: What You Need Comes in a Bottle
- Poem: After Talking to Perdition
- Books: Brideshead Revisited, by Evelyn Waugh
- Movies: Nacho Libre
- Writing: The Nine Day Novel Challenge**
- Books: Portnoy's Complaint, by Philip Roth
- A Reminder from Alfred Polgar
- Books: Mrs. Dalloway, by Virginia Woolf
- Movies: Black Snake Moan and Raise the Red Lantern
- Movies: 300
- Books: My Uncle Oswald, by Roald Dahl
- Books: A Million Little Pieces, by James Frey
- Books: You Can't Go Home Again, by Thomas Wolfe
- Poem: On Auden's Fall of Rome
- Books: A Deka-Log
- Conversations: IM with Perry
- Movies: Breach
- Movies: A Streetcar Named Desire
- Art: SCOPE, The Armory Show, and Jeff Wall at MoMA
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