I finish Infinite Jest over a bowl of potato and veggie chorizo. In the end, it was like a climb to the top of a very tall mountain. One of those where you carry oxygen. You get to the top and look out at what should be a fantastic view. But there is no view. Or, there is a view. Yes, there is a view. Everything you see is concrete. Simply an endless block of gray, porous concrete.
David Foster Wallace’s theme is complete: no easy pleasure is a pleasure worth being pleasured with.
I reach page 850 while eating a veggie-turkey sandwich with a soft tomato slice.
The goal is to finish by Saturday morning returning the book to the Prince of Paddle Tennis Park. So far the book remains unstained and uncreased. Borrowing comes with much responsibility.
J Roach hits page 800 in Infinite Jest. He is elated. Even the endnotes have subsided.
There is a power outage in Culver City.
Ephebi
Definition: a Greek youth reaching manhood
Fado
Definition: a sad Portuguese folksong
Sentence: The audience thought it was the fado that brought tears to the guitarists eyes; the song was sad but it wasn’t that sad.
