
This is not where I am. I was there. Now I'm elsewhere.
…Saw it from a hill in the Golan, but still. DATELINE: A kibbutz in Northern Israel. This is gonna be quick because I’m paying by the minute and also Shabbat starts soon, which seems to be a sort of big deal holiday in this country, which is kind of cool given that they do it every damn week and don’t seem to be tired of it yet. Anyway I just wanted to say that I’ve been pimping my galley of The Adderall Diaries on the tour bus, and there are now 38 more college-age Jews in the world who know it exists, plus the bus driver maybe (doubtful). At a used bookstore in Tel Aviv I picked up copies of Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass by Bruno Schulz, and Notes Toward the Definition of Culture by T.S. Eliot. Looking forward to digging into those on the plane home–after I finish the Adderall of course. Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled programming. Super hot girl in a bathing suit wants this computer. If I give it to her, there’s really no telling what else she might ask me for. Cheers.




