i met neal cassady on my way home from work a couple of nights ago. turns out he's a newfie that drives a bus for the ttc. used to play pro hockey in europe (doesn't remember holland). has a cousin (or a friend thereof) in great big sea. certainly knows how to drive. and he can't stop talking. loudly and enthusiastically. practically bouncing in his seat. a descendant of the man himself, maybe? who knows.
on a tangent, i want to write on the the differences between john clellon holmes and jack kerouac, as gleaned from reading their respective magna opera "go!" and "on the road", but i'll not as i've yet to finish the former. but they're there. and their differences are... interesting.
also, i stumbled onto a few excellent webcomics at work today.
they too differ,
in style,
and in tone. they too're all good, though. i'm sure you'll dig a little.