So I went back to Catcher in the Rye and found the passage that I've never been able to forget and was strangely surprised. It's just, I don't even know why it stuck with me. And when you've been remembering something for four years, I think your brain starts to change it and it begins to evolve into something it never was. Here it is:
One other thing I just thought of. One time, in this movie, Jane did something that just about knocked me out. The newsreel was on or something, and all of a sudden I feel this hand on the back of my neck, and it was Jane's. It was a funny thing to do. I mean she was quite young and all, and most girls if you see them putting their hand on the back of somebody's neck, they're around twenty-five or thirty and usually they're doing it to their husband or their little kid - I do it to my kid sister Phoebe once in a while, for instance. But if a girl's quite young and all and she does it, it's so pretty it just about kills you.
- pg 80
Saturday, March 6, 2010
it is saturday night and i am home at ten thirty painting and listening to bon iver, i simply can't wait for sunday. no reason. just. i love sundays. my roomate is off in vancouver in a video shoot with k-os and you say party, we say die and i am here at atangard, receiving photo texts of her with a foot long fake braid. i am excited to hear stories.
there is a passage from catcher in the rye that i think about at least once a month, i think i will post that next. or maybe even later tonight if i have energy. mcdonalds has free coffee right now and although they said it was one per customer, we made off with five. i shouldn't have caffeine past four, and so, who knows how long i will be up. i am glad that this doesn't fill me with dread, because spare time has become somewhat of a worst enemy as of late. but tonight i am at peace. also, i have a book to finish and that comforts me.