| Subject: Chat with Miriam Carothers |
| From: Miriam Carothers <m.w.carothers@gmail.com> |
6:39 PM Miriam: not going to Texas for spanksgiving?
6:41 PM me: nah, I usually do but I've got to finish this book ASAP and also might have to attend a meeting related to TV pilot, plus got this other bizarre project involving Dubai that needs to be set up, etc
6:42 PM Miriam: Dubai eh? Sounds fancy.
6:44 PM me: sort of, this firm wants me to write columns which will then be translated into Arabic and run in newspapers across the Middle East
They seem to think that I'm more famous than I actually am
Miriam: Holy crap. That's awesome! :D
6:45 PM me: it's an interesting project. This is what I've got Straub doing research and organization of data
Miriam: How so?
6:46 PM me: How so to which part?
Miriam: research?
6:48 PM me: the firm deals in intelligence-gathering with regards to the medical industry in the Arab world, so I have to become an expert on a whole range of related subjects and essentially know more altogether than does anyone else who might be writing on the subject
6:49 PM sorry for the slowness oy f my typing, by the way; working onsome ridiculous shitty laptop
6:50 PM Miriam: Well, you and my dad. He's been fucked out of countless jobs as a physician because it's cheaper to get some Iranian to work longer, for less,read more cases, etc. Pathetic.
6:52 PM me: yeah, that's going to be an increasing problem as time goes by. luckily for me, I don't have much competition in the ME as far as writing goes
6:53 PM Miriam: Well, you are beyond fancy dear.
me: god this fucking laptop sucks
6:54 PM i'm trying to write a fucking book and it can't keep up wih even moderately-sped typing
6:56 PM Miriam: bummer yo. My cats sat on the key pad of my laptop so it's TOTALLY fucked. I feel your pain.
7:01 PM Miriam: Just looking at your assbook page. Yer funny.
7:03 PM me: haven't looked at yours yet but will do tonights after I'm done with this chapter; I''m sure it's very whimsical
7:12 PM Miriam: no, not really. The pictures of me and Fuller are very silly though. I love your postings.
7:13 PM me: where are you from again?
7:14 PM Miriam: Manhattan. Born at Lenox Hill hospital in 1980. Raised at 2 Fifth Avenue, schooled in Manhattan and Pratt.
Yourself?
7:16 PM me: born and raised mostly in Dallas but also lived in LA, Mexico, East Africa, Austin.
7:17 PM Miriam: East Africa?
when?
That's wild.
7:20 PM me: when I was 17, my dad and uncle went to Dar es Salaam with a bunch of ex-military Americans and Brits to somehow get rich by means of bizarre processes involving species that might not even exist
7:21 PM and then everything collapsed because I was the sanest person there
Miriam: Huh.
me: it's a very, very long story
7:22 PM the species was a tree, though, called muhuhu
which it was our goal to locate, cultivate, and then lumber for sale to Japan and Europe
7:23 PM Miriam: I had a hideous ex with whom I moved to Milan, his home to and he was briefly in Bukina Fasso. That was interesting. Alotofgoat.
goat.
me: although they had a more reasonable business plan in addition that involved lumbering trees that definitely exist
Miriam: brukina
burkina
my laptopkeypad blows
7:24 PM me: yes, our computers are acting against us
especially mine
Miriam: I haven't seen you in like, 2 years. We must hang.
7:25 PM me: come over whenever, I rarely leave the house these days as this is the communications age
Miriam: ha. I'm sure.
me: i'm going to restart my comp and try to get this in such shape as I can actually write this fucking book, talk to you later if you're on