Last Bender

I WANT TO LIVE!
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/22/science/22angi.html
I have for many years loved the writing of Natalie Angier, and this article is no exception. But aside from her ferociously delicious vocabulary and the slightly bent perspective she brings to her subject (bent in the sexual sense!), both of which i savour in this story, I post this because it [...]

6.
We walked into Washington Square at around 11, having not said a word in many blocks. Drummers drummed, dealers dealt from dark benches, people were hanging out, roller skating by, getting drunk on wine, throwing their asses around.
A glob of glue and glitter had adhered to Sally’s cheekbone and was sparkling in the orange streetlight. [...]

5.3
Sally, Christopher, Lydia and Joseph retired quickly behind the curtain leaving me and a few others from the party in charge of the house. I decided to bow out of things and left the greeting of people to Joseph’s IA‘PS pals. I sat at the table farthest from the stage reading Hillman’s The Dream and [...]

5.2
So I moved back to the loft and soon the production was underway. All night long I struggled to sleep through Joseph’s composition of the musical score. He was also responsible for the sound, and had gone about the task of taping Ubistic storms at sea, cannonade, horse gallops etc., with great deliberation and no [...]

I don’t remember writing this, except for a line here and there. And it wasn’t some late night production. I wrote it in my head on the way to work, scribbled it out on paper and then put it on the computer at my desk. But it went into a folder on october 23rd and [...]

5.
Saul King came into the store. I was ready to stretch out a bit and get a cup of coffee and something to eat. I keep some rice cakes under the register, and have an electric kettle and tea bags in the back, as well as a water bubbler, just in case. Imagine dying for [...]