Culture on the Cheap
Williamsburg Photos Du Jour: Strangelove Special
The mere act of making reference to this Kubrick film has probably dated myself. Or divulged a measure cultural literacy and nuclear anxiety my 20-something friends are blissfully ignorant of. I have long since ceased to care. Every time I’ve dated myself I have come away from the experience more self-assured than before:
- no small talk
- no “stroking” egos
- no quibbling over bar tabs— or going Dutch
- the only asshole I woke up to in the morning was my own
But I digress…
Those of you who want to experience old-school nuclear war angst should go to the intersection of Meeker and Union Avenue.
Le Jolie is in the “event horizon’!
Until we meet again!