Hanging In A Jar

Harvey causing chaos on Letterman: I've been saying for a while that I'd like to go to Cleveland and knock for Harvey Pekar. People used to knock for Bukowski all the time. I'm sure that Harvey would've been a much better host. American Splendor was one of the first things that I read that really touched on the despondency of how I was feeling a lot of the time in my early 20s. Pekar pulled the humour out of the niggling tribulations and mundanity of everyday life. Life seemed to be laughing at him, even when things were going right. RIP Harvey. Russian Lullaby: John Coltrane. One of Harvey's favourites:

Addy came round the other night. We watched a weighty documentary about Kerry Katona and ate curry. She couldn't decide which coke she wanted to drink so bought three different cans: Coca Cola original, Coke Zero and some other type that I'm not sure I knew existed. She drank them all. All hail!