On the Daily
“He hadn’t been sure if he was supposed to fight back or just take the beating, if he could dodge the blows or cover his face or what, but it wound up not mattering.”
My classroom was on the first floor, next to the nuns’ lounge. I used their bathroom to puke in the mornings. One nun always dusted the toilet seat with talcum powder. Another nun plugged the sink and filled it with water.
Onto Sperm Racing’s elegantly vulgar premise, the company has grafted a lame higher purpose intended to justify and temper the joyful stupidity of the enterprise.
“If you ever start thinking you’re great or in the realm of greatness, pay close attention—that means your life is in danger.”
Some favorite passages from the many new releases that wound up on our desks this July and August.
“Anyone can see I am walking in a circle.”