17 May 2006
deep south
after having been forcefully instructed several times, i finally obtained a copy of william alexander percy's memoirs, lanterns on the levee. being a staunch proponant of walker percy, i was nonetheless unprepaired for this second cousin of his. it is the sort of book that absorbs you, pulling you in until the stark 21st century reality is as far away as it was in 1940-something. right now i am saturated with southern eloquence and elegance. i always suspected the south had something on the "damyankees," and now i know why. i highly recommend it: both the south and the book.
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4 comments:
How far South? I'm South.
Gangu awang hehuta hu!
You are freaking hilarious!
BTW, see all that white stuff on me?
That's from all the white sauce I made out of white people.
Hehuta hu!
So why am I, like, the only person commenting on this blog?
Besides, like, 3 other people?
and how come they are all, like, boring?
just wondering.
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