For reasons difficult to explain to outsiders, now I could die happy. I’d die happier if the movie A Complex World, featuring Young Adults and set in the Providence bar Lupo’s Heartbreak Hotel, were on DVD, though.
To ease the pain of its absence, I will attend a Brown alumni bar event this Thursday (between a free screening of the likely-abominable 10,000 B.C. and a Bobby Yang violin performance) and see if making jokes about the Ratty cafeteria feels like time travel, or at least impresses recent graduates. (Similarly, I wittily told Hansen that Providence seems to have moved the river six feet to the right a few years ago, which makes it all seem relevant again.)
ADDENDUM: Nope, I’m definitely obsolete and uncool — coincidentally overheard one of the interns at work today mocking a recent American Idol contestant for singing “Don’t You (Forget About Me),” which strikes her as the sort of laughable song one does in karaoke. And indeed I often do.