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what actually happens to my physical remains is of zero interest to me. i don t want anybody seeing my body. i don t want anybody i don t want a party. reported dead. unless they can provide entertainment value in a perverse or subversive way. i mean, if you could throw me into a wood chirp, spray me into har rod s in the middle of the rush hour, that would be pretty epic. i wouldn t being mind being remembered in that way. one, two, three four five six with the radio on i m in love with massachusetts and the neon when it s cold outside and the highway when it s late at night with the radio on what the [ muted ] am i doing here? i shall explain. one minute i was standing next though a deep fryer. the next, i was watching the sunset over the sahara. i realize that one thing led directly to the other. had i not taken a dead-end dish washing job, i would not have become a cook. had i not become a cook, i would never have become a chef. had i n ....
the jet lag wouldn t let me sleep, so i crashed late and rose early, plunging blindly down dark streets at all hours. the streets were unbelievably dense with pedestrians, people hanging around, flashing neon, flapping banners, screaming signs, with pump pi young men, asian women in thigh-high boots and no one i mean no one would meet my eye with the direct gaze. i was the quiet american, the ugly american, the hungry ghost, searching and searching for whatever came next. i loved it. i loved it, and my wife, karen, who was a book publisher, was in the living room breastfeeding the baby. i printed out the email and i went, karen, you have to read this. am i allowed to curse? does anybody curse when they are on this? i read it and i just went, that ....
When he came over for thinking of thanksgiving i was going to carve the turkey and he took over. thanksgiving i was going to carve the turkey and he took over. he was very short with me about how i wasn t taking care of my knives. saw you when you were just born. do you remember that? my relationship with tony has always been as a writer. he was such a powerful writer right from the start. he was on business in tokyo for the first time. and he was writing me a series of emails. he did one of those bursts. the jet lag wouldn t let me sleep, so i crashed late and rose early, plunging blindly down dark streets at all hours. the streets unbelievably dense with pedestrians, people hanging around, flashing neon, flapping banners. screaming signs, with pimpy young men. asian women in thigh-high boots and no one i mean no one would meet my eye with the direct gaze. ....
what was it about tony with big knives? they were never sharp enough. when he came over for thanksgiving, was going to carve the turkey and he took over, was very short with me about how i wasn t taking care of my knives. tell the story, when you re just born, remember that? my relationship with tony has always been as a writer. he was such a powerful writer right from the start. he was in tokyo for the first time and writing me a series of emails. he was back in his room and did one of those bursts. the jet lag wouldn t let me sleep so i crashed late and rose early, budging blindly down dark streets at all hours. the treats were unbelievably dense with pedestrians, people hanging around, flashing neon, flashing banners, sweening ....
Sitting right now up one more foot when the storms inevitably come. this is not a hippie crusade to save the cute baby gators. this is the survival of a piece of our country. a big piece it turns out. a big important piece. we have been losing this life preserver of land at such a clip because of oil and gas drilling. because of shipping being prioritized, because of stupid development decisions. that was all true before the bp oil disaster. do you want to know what the bp oil disaster is going to do to the wetlands and the flashing neon that s going to put on the bull s eye already on this city? okay, so this isn t fake. this isn t some disney version of a swamp with fake swamp noises, this is the national historic park and preserve outside new orleans and i m here with the chief of planning and resource stewardship. thank you for coming out to the park. so get me ore yeblted here because i feel like i m off the edge of the world. which direction is new orleans ....