There's this stand-up comedian whose career I've been inadvertently following.
I first saw him while watching a VHS tape of a stand-up show in a friend's basement, and I loved him. That was a good 20 years ago, and I still remember a joke about using keys as a self-defence weapon, and how that doesn't work with modern hotel keys that look like credit cards.
Maybe you had to see it.
He would pop up as a guest star in random sitcoms, and every time I saw him (because, yes, I love sitcoms) I was happy to see that he was still around. But I never noted his name. Never looked him up on IMDB, once that became a thing that we did.
And then last week I was listening to my favourite CBC Radio show, Wiretap, and I heard his unmistakable voice, and I found out that his name is Fred Stoller. This, in itself, was a treat, but the story he shares is just so beautiful. I think you should check it out.
Friday, September 06, 2013
Haruki Murakami: On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning:
"Yesterday on the street I passed the 100% perfect girl," I tell someone.
"Yeah?" he says. "Good-looking?"
"Not really."I still haven't finished reading Murakami's latest novel, but he's a favorite author, and this is a favorite short story.
Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
A Huffington Post interview with Miranda July:
I remember staring at some pointilist painting in an Impressionist exhibition when I was younger and thinking that I was being really moved by it. I felt like I was in the painting. But gradually I realized what was happening was the sound of the air conditioning and the perfume of the woman next to me were combining with the image to create this immersive experience. I remember thinking that was interesting. The whole thing is the art; the painting would be nothing without the cooling system.The lady always manages to say something special. I'm looking forward to her new art exhibition We Think Alone.