cormack addiction
Cormack McCarthy has completely revolutionised my travelling on the tube. A few years ago tube travel was beyond me, my claustrophobia and tendency to throw random screaming panic attacks prevented me from even contemplating putting myself in such an environment. Due to sheer necessity and some helpful guidance from Frank I slowly learned to deal with it, even overcoming being stuck in a tunnel for 5 desperate minutes where I was convinced I was going to completely lose control of my faculties, this included having to prevent myself from fucking the bloke next to me just to take my mind off my own mortality. And I don’t even do cock.
These days I bound down the escalator and stand mustard-keen on the platform and wait, book in hand, for my carriage to rattle out of the smoky dark and arrive at the very spot -first car, last seat on the left- that allows me to walk on in one step and seat myself in a second. In a flash the book is on and I’m right there, no longer on the tube but way yonder watching a foreign sky, alien plains waiting for death in every shadow. I know I have a solid chunk of 25 minutes to remain in this state, I don’t notice the stations, the travellers, noise or smell, I’m locked far away. Twice in the last month I’ve missed my stop due to being completely absorbed.
Once I had alighted from the tube at Leicester Square, the book drifting out of my being as I ascended into the warm sunshine, I met up with Frank in the pub off Seven Dials and began drinking in earnest, Harry joined us, then Den, who’d managed to get to the bar without noticing us and was waiting outside for us to show up, and finally Liam. The conversation in hand revolved largely about the thing that I’m unable to discuss on here for the present, without wishing to go into detail I’m fortunate to have such sympathetic friends and I drank with a refreshed combination of inspiration and raw fear.
Harry who’d just returned from Berlin needed to grab a cab back to South London as he’d a pile of luggage, I joined him for the ride. By now I was a little fucked and can’t remember too much, I was home and in bed before 1am, of that I’m sure, having failed to eat.
The weekend is shaping up well; swathes have been delegated for social exchange and areas left blank in order to write. My movements tonight are uncertain, I may even stick at home for once, who knows.
After the edited Friday list a tune from Jane’s Addiction. I leave you with my best wishes and a genuine desire for you to have splendid weekends.
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April 25, 2008 at 11:47 am
WOW! You read a book on a train AND went to the pub? Does the excitement never end?
April 25, 2008 at 12:10 pm
And you did what?
Stayed in, again. Drinking.
April 25, 2008 at 12:15 pm
No, I wasn’t drinking, as it ‘appens. I watched telly. That’s why I’ve not turned the episode into an anecdote for public consumption.
April 25, 2008 at 1:17 pm
Not here no, happy to make a big song and dance about your miserable evening in WWM though
I had a great night with my mates in the West End, in a pub, drinking ale…
You watched Question Time
April 25, 2008 at 3:52 pm
You had yet another mundane night out in a pub. Big deal, so did thousands of others. I’ll wager there was nothing special about what you drank, what you talked about, or where you were.
To be honest, what you get up to on a night out is about as boring as me watching Question Time. I don’t see any reference to fighting off a lion or flying a spaceship in that tedious paragraph about reading a book on a train.
Oh, and you’ll note, Hemingway, that I’ve solved your site’s scripting error?
April 25, 2008 at 3:53 pm
Hemingway bores me, although I would agree about the tube bringing out violent defensive instincts.
Please fix your site so I don’t have to log in every bloody time I want to comment.
April 25, 2008 at 3:55 pm
He solved that issue months ago. He wrote about it. That’s why we all have to log on to comment. The man’s a computer genius.
*logs off*
April 25, 2008 at 3:56 pm
But…it’s WordPress…you just uncheck the option requiring everyone to login…
April 25, 2008 at 3:57 pm
*sigh*
I’ve done that, nothing changed
April 25, 2008 at 4:01 pm
You can’t blame us for being sceptical though, can you? There’s something odd about your site, I reckon. I’ve checked it out on a few computers, and have found a time-lag on it, and now script errors. I believe they’ve sold you a dud.
April 25, 2008 at 4:14 pm
It works fine for me… must be your shitty PCs
April 25, 2008 at 4:15 pm
(wanders in) Hmmm… (wanders out)
April 25, 2008 at 4:16 pm
(trips over Swineshead on the way out)
April 25, 2008 at 4:19 pm
Hey you guys – being big isn’t everything, it is what you do with it that counts.
April 25, 2008 at 4:20 pm
There’s nothing shitty about my PC, Swineshead. The components (which you’ll find inferior versions of inside your Mac) are the shittest hottest of the shittest hottest. I was picking up a script error from this site, which I’ve now told my PC to ignore (it’s still on this site). It now works fine for me too. Your Mac clearly doesn’t have the best software – these errors are detected by my machine and treated as threats, hence IE shutdown. It’s the reason I remain an impenetrable fortress and other machines ended up flooded with crap because people use cruddy downloadable software and giveaway protection programs. Boring, no?
April 25, 2008 at 4:24 pm
I’ve never accepted that being ‘big isn’t necessarily best’ argument. Rottweillers can kill toy poodles, the reverse is rarely the case. And when I worked in a sex shop (selling, Piqued, selling), you soon found out it was the ‘big guns’ of the male porn star industry that got the big wages. The Empire State Building is clearly better than my house, and its size is one of the important factors in making this so. Elephants are also bigger and better than chickens … and maybe even tastier, if only they’d let me hunt one.
April 25, 2008 at 4:26 pm
Well Mr Cockaparte clearly you don’t have size issues, neither do I. Lets have a moment of silence for Piqued and Swinehead.
April 25, 2008 at 4:30 pm
I’m assuming you’re referring to my penis? No complaints my end, thanks. And it’s something I refuse to use as a put-down for anyone else. For all I know, Piqued and Swineshead are hung like horses. I’m sure I’d be fascinated in taking the piss out of other men’s manhoods if I was eight years old.
April 25, 2008 at 4:33 pm
9 years please.
April 25, 2008 at 4:38 pm
Then by all means carry on. Chick peas, chipolatas, baby carrots, etc. etc.
April 25, 2008 at 4:41 pm
Have a good ‘un, Piqued. I’m going to waste two entire days playing a computer game on the recommendation of Swineshead. Tonight, I’m drinking myself into a coma.
April 28, 2008 at 9:16 am
I haven’t heard of a Mac getting a virus. Mine operates without a clunky antivirus as they’re not needed – viruses are mainly aimed at PCs as they’re more popular beasts.
But as I’ve repeatedly said, it’s a boring and worthless arguments, horses for courses etc…
April 28, 2008 at 9:18 am
My penis is actually impractical in its size, weight and girth. it is literally the size of a toddlers arm and weighs a kilo. The helmet is the size of a cricket ball (and just as heavy). Sounds impressive, but try finding a pair of briefs to accomodate something that cumbersome. it’s a fucking nightmare.
April 28, 2008 at 9:23 am
Same with mine, need a strap so it doesn’t hang in the damn toilet.
Also, macs don’t get viruses because the virus-makers think ‘well, those mac-users are already crippled by having woefully slow systems which they’ve remortgaged their houses for, there’s no need to rub it in.’
April 28, 2008 at 9:57 am
JQW, I’ve already said the argument is worthless, so what you’ve just said is pointless, like most of the useless drivel your immature little spout shits out.
April 28, 2008 at 10:21 am
I know it’s worthless, but you were continuing it so I though I’d pettily take the last word.
April 28, 2008 at 10:35 am
Gobshite.
April 28, 2008 at 11:56 am
Hey, hey guys, come on yeah
Not here, please, think of the wee bairns