The significance of David Foster Wallace is that he made me go back and question my deification of Pynchon. We were all just waiting for the Web.

"For the rest of us, though—the more moderate fans who marvel at Wallace's essays and short stories, even as our copies of Infinite Jest remain permanently dog-eared at page 281—there's much to appreciate about The End of the Tour."

Ha, you absolutely described me. In fact, it's exactly page 281 where I bailed in Infinite Jest. It still stares me down from my bookcase, but fuck it, I just can't be assed to read about a tennis academy.