“I guess it looks as if you're reorganizing your records. What is this though? Chronological?”
“No…”
“Not alphabetical…”
“Nope…”
“What?”
“Autobiographical.”
“No fucking way.”
—Dick, amazed by Rob, in High Fidelity
For my 46th birthday today, which coincides with the end of the final calendar year in which baseball was played at Shea Stadium, I am giving myself the gift of one more [...]







