One of the best things about Kiwi Foo Camp is always ("always", she says, the 2010 edition making the grand total of Foo's I have attended exactly 2) that the best moments is when you strike an immediate connection with someone over something you both love.
Half-way through and intense game of Werewolf, David Slack leant over to me and said "I have Consider the Lobster to give back to you". This was neither a bluff nor a diversion, but rather an indication that one of my favourite essay collections, by David Foster Wallace, had made it to David via a mutual friend, and was about to come back to me.
David and I bonded over DFW; his intelligence, his generosity, that porn expo essay. I have few thoughts that came out of Foo that I'll write up here once they're more digested (and post-Webstock) but for now I'm going back to DFW, reading his earlier collection A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again and sharing the following links here
The Unfinished - D.T. Max, The New Yorker: a reflection on DFW's life and career
All That - an extract from DFW's unfinished novel 'The Pale King' published in The New Yorker
Yes, We Are Still Missing DFW: Part II - G.Q; an interview with DFW's editor Deborah Treisman