Chapters (21)
- Cover Page
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Table of Contents
- Bright Young Things campus of Clarkwell College, graduation in the town of Clarksville, somewhere upstate, 1990
- Cool Days open mike night at Kafka-fe, after band "2 Much" plays, 1991
- New on the Scene utside in front of Club Hush, for a film screening party of Kill Fee, 1993 o
- Single in the City at a French bistro, 1995
- Hangover brunch, the morning after, 1995
- Natural Health a chance meeting at Jasper’s Yoga Studio, 1996
- The Fat Flush ’90s in the foyer of a friend’s renovated brownstone, 1997
- Art Stars at Bonwyck Gallery, 1998
- Inner Odyssey the Burning Man festival in Nevada’s Black Rock Desert, 1999
- Life After Death facedown in the dirt of the desert, next morning, 1999
- Loyal Companions catching up at the dog run, 2000 catching up at the dog run, 2000
- In the Real World a run-in at the ShopShape magazine launch party sponsored by Senor Strawberry Liqueur, early 2001
- Wartime spotted at Kinko's, late 2001
- Office Job in the cafeteria of the Conde Nast building, 2003
- Settling a yard sale on an obscure block in the outer borough, 2003
- Starting Over in a remote village tavern on the farmlands of New Zealand, 2004
- Epilogue a gathering of friends
I don't know, I guess not being all "I need love"-ish actually has made me more confident and ready to receive it? It's the great paradox of life. But, hello! I have you to thank. Just because last time I saw you I was saying something about Sam and you said "Jeez you talk about him like he's your boyfriend," like you were irritated and I thought about it really hard and realized you were right.
No you did say that. Or maybe you just looked at me like you were saying that.
Anyway the next week everything sort of fell into place. He was on the set of Devil's Dogs and I called him just to say hi. I was afraid he was too busy, but he appreciated the call. I think the whole war re-creation was getting to him. He was working such long hours, and trying to really get into his role as a U.S. Army Ranger sent to guard a small village of frightened Afghani women against an attack by a terrorist cell. He was sleeping in a mud hut. It was a true re-creation of Afghanistan's desolate, bone-dry landscape, rebuilt up in a lot on the outskirts of Toronto. It's just cheaper there. Sam just sounded different on the phone. It's hard to describe.