I may even enter the caption contest

This week's New Yorker is one of the choice ones that I actually might end up reading cover-to-cover (which doesn't happen that often, I'm afraid). Palatable subtitles ("The strange case of Minou Drouet") and interesting topics (when's the last time you read about both video games and cholera in the same magazine?).

Also from the New Yorker, but online only: Bedside reading. Whenever interviewees are asked what is on their bedside table, I always giggle. As if we only read in bed. Whilst wearing frilly nightcaps. None of the interviewees ever acknowledge this turn of phrase literally, but of course I couldn't resist. Here is what is currently on my bedside table:

A 1960s European road atlas
A French fashion magazine from August 2005
A colorful children's pencil, unsharpened
My 1940s Portable books (Hemingway, Parker, Swift, Whitman, Fitzgerald)
Two Gidget paperbacks
A bunch of old Shirley Jackson paperbacks (The Road Through the Wall, The Lottery, Hangsaman, The Sundial, Bird's Nest)
My autographed copy of Slouching Towards Bethlehem

So now you know.

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