Showing posts with label New Yorker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Yorker. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Borges' The Gospel According to Mark audio

It's the first time that i ran across this SF audio blog. It turned up in another of my damned Borges searches. This post has a link to the New Yorker podcast in which Paul Theroux reads the Borges story The Gospel According to Mark.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

sin of solitude

Antidisingenuousmentarianism has a comment on the Orhan Pamuk bit on Turkish street food in the New Yorker.

The ad that Pamuk describes reminds me a little of the ad campaign by Hebrew National for kosher hot dogs right before July 4th. Those parachuting cows sound awesome.

(As someone who frequents New Orleans though, i must admit that i never ate a Lucky Dog.)

Damn it. I don't even know a place where i can pick up the New Yorker around here.

Somehow Pamuk turns a piece on simple junk food craving into a meditation on the curse of isolation. I love that lonely bastard.