Saturday, July 5, 2008

Foster Wallace

by Marielle Newsome

Past where the river ran, a man named Charlie stopped to ponder the meaning of infinity. Insanity overtook him. He went home and studied calculus. After an hour, he decided it was boring and ate some cold turkey from the fridge. Sanity was restored. Was it because calculus was boring, or because he was hungry?

1 comment:

Rob said...

Best story posted today.