Josh and I gushed and oozed about A.O. Scott last night. We spent ten minutes talking about his latest article in the NYT Mag, then delved into biographical tidbits.
Josh: He's writing a book about the American novel since WWII.
Me: Did you know he's on Myspace?
Josh: He's such a good writer. He went to Harvard, right?
Me: Yeah. And then to Duke. Or maybe Johns Hopkins.
Josh: For a grad degree?
Me: Yeah, a masters.
Josh: We need to stop this right now.
Other things I'm thinking/reading/gushing about: giant meteor impacts, dr. seuss dogs, and the truth about borat