Crushed

I’m reading an epically long, thick novel entitled Shantaram at the moment.  I’m on page 629…out of 936.  As I might have already mentioned, it’s not short.  Like at all.  And it’s sometimes very difficult to read because all the characters have unfamiliar foreign names that seem to consist entirely […]

Just Kids

I’ve never really been a big Patti Smith fan.   Not that I was in any way anti-Patti, I just hadn’t really given her much thought.   I couldn’t name a single one of her songs off the top of my head, unless you count Because the Night, but that’s […]