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...first thoughts following the birth of my son Laszlo - after figuring out how to get a pizza into the hospital - was, "What happens if my lovely wife Cassandra and I die in a car crash?" I'm not sure what kind of life I thought Cassandra and I would have driving around late at night, wasted, without our child, but I wish we had worked harder to pursue...
Still, it's possible that Cassandra and I could get into some sort of freak accident in which the TiVo remote flew out of my hand and sliced both our jugulars, so we discussed whom we'd choose as Laszlo's legal guardian. We immediately thought of my father and his wife, since they are responsible, patient, happy, amazing with children and very rich. But they're old. Laszlo would think music consisted of nothing but Steve Lawrence and Brenda Lee and was accessible only through four-digit cable channels. Plus, they live in the Hamptons, so Laszlo would grow...
That's when we thought about my college friend Ben Wu and his wife Kristin. They have a great house in a really nice town near San Francisco that's not all that different from the one we live in. They're good parents to two kids we really like. They share our thoughts and values about religion, education, discipline, family, home, competition, money and not taking things too seriously, and I know they'd love Laszlo as their own child once he was in their home. Besides, Ben was going to have to teach him how to play sports...
...readers who are devoted to Nabokov (I'm one), The Original of Laura affords its own ecstasies. It comes at you as a reprieve, a final appearance from an old friend you thought was already gone for good. It's a shambles, a heap of shards, but they're Nabokov's shards and no one else's: the "nasty compassion" the partygoers direct at a drunken Flora; the "alien creams" Flora spots in someone else's bathroom (recalling the "solemn pool of alien urine" deposited by Mr. Taxovich in another bathroom in Lolita); the playful half-rhyme of belie...
...members, he feared that any confession of mental trauma would delay his homecoming. However mixed up Hollibaugh felt after being the sole survivor of an ambush, he believed that it was nothing that could not be fixed by a burger, a few beers and sex. "Besides," he says, "I thought I was fine." But several weeks later, Hollibaugh woke up outside his house; he had been patrolling the yard while sleepwalking. He kept a gun in every room of his house, one of them under the mattress. When his neighbor started firing off a shotgun, Hollibaugh instinctively leaped...