I read an interesting article in the New Yorker on Phillip Pullman last night.
Oh, wait, I'm working on a Ph.D. I guess I must be an elitist snob. Though I have to admit first reading the New Yorker when I was five or six in the basement of my grandparents' row house in Washington, D.C., along with my grandfather's collection of the first dozen or so issues of Mad.
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Date: 2006-01-12 09:35 pm (UTC)Oh, wait, I'm working on a Ph.D. I guess I must be an elitist snob. Though I have to admit first reading the New Yorker when I was five or six in the basement of my grandparents' row house in Washington, D.C., along with my grandfather's collection of the first dozen or so issues of Mad.