how florid you were, end of 2011! abandoned by an ailing milkmaid, i watched a kid from billy elliot dump blood all over a bunch of shakespeareans;* spirited to arizona, i read the hunger games trilogy in like thirty-six hours and beheld a giant snowman made of diet root beer. i floated in a nudie tank at the new museum and ended up with swimmer's ear; i flew to california and received a rhino head made of old pants. i donned a creepy venetian mask and completely missed the orgy room at sleep no more.*** i started a book that, had i finished it, would've won THUNDERTOME for the year. there is much to tell, and i have missed you.
imaginary reading group discussion questions
01 does stage blood bother you?
02 how many plane rides did you take in december?
03 would you risk getting swimmer's ear from a museum's nudie tank?
04 if you were a rhino head made of old pants, would you rather hang above a bar cart or in a bedroom?
05 can i post another dozen subway readers even though some of the previous fourteen remain unmatched?
06 where were you on new year's eve?
*second-bloodiest show i've ever seen!**
**the all-time bloodiest was evil dead: the musical.
***which, let's be honest, is probably for the best; december was already unusually nude.