In the Blue Room

I’ve been trying to be concerned about this whole Ebola thing, unfortunately “Ebola” sounds like the name of an R&B band who plays Thursday nights at the Horseshoe Casino in Cleveland (“Dance the night away to the smooth, soulful sounds of Ebola! Free parking, no cover.”), which incapacitates my admittedly underdeveloped concern faculties.


  1. Men In Search of Prunes, illustrated by Aubrey Beardsley, would be a book worth owning.

    1. It's funny how his name and his looks both fit what one would imagine for someone who drew like that.

  2. I first came across the word "etiolated" when reading a description of Aub's work and, after looking up the definition, decided the connoisseur needs no other.


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