At the end of the first Ken Erdedy passage, the phone rings right as someone knocks at the door. He is frozen with panic, not wanting to answer one and have the other be the woman he is waiting for (this sculpture was part of my ‘Reimagining Wallace’ presentation at the DFW Conference hosted by ISU).
Is that his new bong on the table?
No, it’s meant to be a lamp. But we can go with bong if you like.