He's here!

Oliver-who-won't-come-out has become just plain old Oliver, a real person. He is not plain at all, though, he's very beautiful... He got here at 5:28 this morning. I can tell you this: one can be intellectually prepared to see a human being slide out of one's sister and still find it an absolutely stunning experience.

I just came home to get a couple of hours of sleep and a shower... I have to leave for New Orleans tomorrow, which kind of sucks.

Common Decency

Kurt Vonnegut is dead. Long live Kurt Vonnegut.

I find it natural to discuss life without ever mentioning love. It does not seem important to me. What does seem important? Bargaining in good faith with destiny... I wish that people who are conventionally supposed to love each other would say to each other, when they fight, "Please--a little less love, and a little more common decency." -Kurt Vonnegut

Kurt Vonnegut said that he was going to sue big tobacco because every pack he bought promised that it would kill him -- and he's 84 years old, been smoking for 70 years, and he wasn't dead yet. (I so wanted to be the kind of person who said things like that. Well, I was, wasn't I?) That he should, after all that industry put toward dying of lung cancer, have died of a head injury after falling down -- well. So it goes.