Monday, March 17, 2008

He said: "In the end, what does it all mean? Does it, in fact, mean anything at all? It seemed to me to be so pointless and stupid. All the "stuff"; the endless, stupid "stuff" that needed to be fed and cleaned and moved around and then replaced by some version of itself. And for what? For why? I think of Rickie Lee Jones' "Last Chance Texaco". I don't know why. I just do. Maybe for me it was the "Last Chance Malibu". Maybe for me it was just that."
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