You're Not A Real Hippy

i have to pee.

 

good job. hope you picked up Dead Souls and Hunger, respectively. read them!

 

nigga, you cant HANDLE the business and pollution.

 

When someone tells you, that you can't read Ulysses, you know what most people do? They believe it.

But a few people read it anyway, and good for them. Some enjoy it. It's great that people take an interest in literature at any rate. An english major or a dude on the net.

Yeesh.

 

One of my favorite parts. <3 Jersey.

 

I'm cool with the PNW, but I don't like non-city places. I'm sure I would love Seattle, Portland, Eugene.
I live in LA now and I hate it because it is not enough of a city.

 

Nope. Short stories (The Nose, The Overcoat, etc.) and Pan.

 

mm baby

 

Damn right hommie G dogg... I need nature, plus I don't like crowds, unless I'm drunk. Then I love crowds.

 

Is it just me or did we get off topic?

 

Hey Zen, just so I understand the term better. "Wet behind the ears" would refer to being just birthed and like, not been around very long right? If I'm wrong I'll feel like a dipshit.

 

if someone is really serious about reading Ulysses, they should get the annotated version and dedicate a couple months to it. just reading it as is is a waste of time, other than to claim that you "read Ulysses".
I would like to read it some day, and Finnegan's Wake. maybe in 10 years.

 

Hippies can't focus. We're all doomed.

 

Don't worry, this thread has been off topic for a while now.

 

DOOMED!!!

 

you got it. I say this because of previous posts of yours.

don't be insulted though, a few years ago I wasn't any different.

 

I can't read any of the long-winded motherfuckers. Same with Thomas Pynchon.

 

Yeah, you can get a reader's guide. I wasn't sure if he was all that serious about it though, so I didn't mention that part.

 

me too.
I used to hate Jersey because you're supposed to hate Jersey, and then I saw the rest of America and realized what an ugly fucking country this is.
of course NYC is and will always be my home.