Isn’t it just like the New York Times to get on the story about how hip Brooklyn is — about 8 years after the fact — and then almost immediately publish a column that says that if you still think Brooklyn is hip, don’t you know everyone is so over that?
It is a cute column and the author tries so hard to establish his cred, mentioning Brooklyn celebs like Spike Lee and Norman Mailer despite never having met them.
Which reminds me that I turned Norman Mailer down. Or at least his assistant. In the early ’90s while in college I put up flyers all around Brooklyn Heights offering to type resumes and term papers, as well as do transcription. Mailer’s assistant called me up and said that I could transcribe his tapes, because that was a part of his process of writing. He would not pay more than $1.50/page.
I turned it down considering that it can easily take an hour to transcribe 6 pages if the person is mumbling, and knowing that Mailer wrote his books “by the pound”. I am so cool.
Next up: How I almost ran down Susan Sarandon and her kids in my 1983 Toyota Corolla. It is riveting.
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Yes, but would you have turned down Susan Sarandon?