protaaaaaaaaaagonist!

for some reason I wanted to type Antigone, but that's not related at all to the task at hand.

this fellow Nick is the protagonist. this surprises me some. I expected there to be some mention of the title character beyond

"Or, rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby..."

but nope. Mostly Nick thinking. and talking. but, since he's the narrator as well, that's to be expected. looks like Nick's the one that's going to be going through things and introducing us to people. so anything he sees, we see. and not much else. he's calling the shots here. he's the head honcho of what the reader knows. it looks like we're going to be moving right along with what he does. could call for some bias along the road, but I'm not seeing any so far.

why are all our plays about crazy people?

I mean really, what's the deal with that?
I'm sorta sick of it, Costello. hahah

I've read (and re-read) Death of a Salesman, and I'm still not entirely sure what's going on. I mean, is Willy entirely crazy? or is some of this actually happening? I can't tell. it's a lot like the Glass Menagerie in that sense. You can never really tell what's happening because it's so... scattered? is that the word I'm looking for? I guess so. In the Glass Menagerie, nothing was reliable because of Tom's obvious bias, but in this, the unreliability comes with the fact that it's so unclear as to what is actually happening. of course, that's the charm of the whole thing, but it's still pretty weird. endearing, and touching, but also really weird.