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122 pages, Hardcover
First published September 30, 2018
And as things fell apart
Nobody paid much attention...
—"(Nothing But) Flowers," on the album Naked (1988) by Talking Heads
Earliest I remember, Daddy threw me off the roof of our split-level house. "Boy's gotta learn to fall sometime," he told my mom just before he slung my pants seat and let go.Rock was just four or five years old at the time of that flight... but already you can tell that he's very much a happy-go-lucky guy, who can take whatever comes and turn it into chewing gum.
—p.7
I love authority figures. I never get tired of pulling when they push, or pushing when they pull. In school, grown-ups were always telling me to write on the board, and then I'd fall down or drop the eraser down my pants by mistake, or misunderstand and knock over a pile of giant molecules. Erasers are comedy gold!
—p.9
[W]ith ice cream, all things are possible.
Vacuum cleaner salesmen are the natural enemies of gladiators.
But Janelle was scary patient, and kept talking themes [such as] the impossibility of really knowing other people because the closer you get to them the harder it is to see the whole person.
When everything is turning into bloody shit, that's when people need Vikings against Steampunks more than ever.
All my life, there had been a giant empty space, a huge existential void, that had needed to be filled by something, and I had never realized that that thing was the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile, with its sleek red hot-dog battering ram surrounded by a metal bun.