Callie: hey Barrett Callie: how Callie: are tricks? me: yo yo, pretty good, how are you? Callie: good, good. Thomas Friedman came to speak here in San Antonio a couple weeks ago. I thought of you, even though I declined to go see him. I think I had something else to do, like rollerskating me: one sec Callie: ok me: so, what are you up to these days? Callie: um, working at San Antonio magazine.Occasionally contemplating freelance work Callie: how's about you? how's BK? me: good, just moved in with my old friend Mirna in Williamsburg me: next book's about to come out me: started writing for Rolling Stone Callie: right! Like, tommorow the book is released right? Callie: that Callie: is cool. what are you writing for them? me: not tomorrow, going to be late me: doing a review of some new William Burroughs documentary Callie: ha. interesting Callie: is it good? the documentary I mean. I'm sure you think the book is pretty good. me: the documentary kind of sucks, I don't like his work except for Junkie me: he's an irritating fellow, I think Callie: I think he's an asshole. Not like a loveable curmugeonly asshole. Like a guy who would steal your records at a party and sell them for heroin and blame it on his girlfriend Callie: or shoot his wife in the head. that kind of an asshole me: yep Callie: do you still blog for Vanity Fair? me: yep, did you see my last piece? me: announced this project me: going to be kind of big, I think me: got a meeting about it tomorrow with True/Slant execs Callie: oh yeah, yeah Callie: I do remember that me: one sec