August 19, 2007
Winding down the Californian coast this weekend piqued a peculiar anxiety in me, the genesis of which I could not immediately place. The usual culprits (craggy coastal cliffs, the great, gaping maw of the midnight sea), were not the source, nor was the Contessa’s drowsy helming of the wheel. When she made me aware that [...]
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August 15, 2007
This week in Nomaville, I return to one of my perenial obsessions — the bomb — by way of another obsession — Dr. Strangelove. Both notions culminated into something of a personal nuclear meltdown my freshman year in high school during an ill-fated stage adaptation of Kubrick’s masterpiece. Dr. Strangelove vs. Madame Wadsworth recounts how [...]
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