rag and bone shop company newsletter
It's perfectly reasonable to go to the symphony alone, says this suspicious columnist; it leaves you free to brood afterward. I'm only too ready to latch onto that suggestion, which probably makes it bad advice. Also, I have no idea what sort of women he managed to pick up in his persona of the Mysterious Concertgoer—that doesn't seem like it would work.
A college acquaintance performed on Letterman last night; bravo to her. I hate to say that I'm still a little fascinated by fame as a concept. That had better pass soon. Barring a Corrections-style debacle, none of us literati will ever make it that far into the public sphere.
Someone left behind a black beanie, brand name "Kangol," over New Year's. Was it you?
