David Carr, David Carr, David Caaaaarrr. So sick of hearing that name already, and his book, Night of the Gun, just came out. What the rest of the rooms of Alcoholics/Narcotics Anonymous wouldn't give to be the one guy who managed to turn his foray in crack cocaine into a much-hyped memoir? Or work at the New York Times? Okay, forget the AA analogy, and replace it with "everyone in the entire world, ever." David Carr is one lucky guy. Here are three things that this lucky man likes/doesn't like (booze and crack are not on the list):

1. Don Knotts: David Carr wants Barnie Fife to play him in a movie. Except that Don Knotts died in 2006. Carr's short-term memory loss is unsurprising, since his whole book conceit was that he had to go back and ask all his old friends what he was doing in the 80s.

2. Bright Eyes: David Carr loves emo shit, which makes sense. Typically, only guys who wear eyeliner love the Omaha-based band, but Mr. Carr can obviously relate to Conor Oberst's psychic pain:

Erin was mad that I didn't pay for the rights to use a Bright Eyes song near the end of the book and I share her regret. When she and I have her final interview, we are in the Adirondacks and we go for a drive. And she cues up "At the Bottom of Everything," which includes this lyric …

"We must hang up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past
And (in)to the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge."

3. Wooden roller coaster: DO NOT WANT. Well, that's just common sense. Wooden roller coasters are terrifying.

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