Showing posts with label New York Review of Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York Review of Books. Show all posts

Friday, August 13, 2010

The infinite sadness

This blog, incidentally, borrows its name from David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest. For a thoughtful consideration of Wallace's work and its importance, I recommend Wyatt Mason's piece from The New York Review of Books.

The photo used in the title bar was taken on a visit to the Paris Catacombs two years ago. And because hey, skulls.