Monday, May 17, 2010

in sync

Today turned out to be a weekend: a day off. I drove back from Chicago and am now at Michigan. I had a sandwich at the corner market and then came home to make a fire while I fiddled on the guitar. Then, done with fiddling, I turned on the tv for a second, finding Jeopardy in time to hear the answer to Final Jeopardy. The guy who got it wrong said "Who is Camus?" I thought maybe the right answer was Sartre, which would be uncanny considering I'm reading a book about his relationship with de Beauvoir. Sure enough, according to a random tweet I found, the right answer was Sartre. Uncanny.

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