" . . . when I sober up I'm going to be really mad at her."
Man, to friend, in the beer line at the Hollywood Bowl.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Song of the Day
"You Ain't Goin' Nowhere"
-- Bob Dylan
-- Bob Dylan
Buy me some rings and a gun that sings
A flute that toots and a bee that stings
A sky that cries and a bird that flies
A fish that walks and a dog that talks
Friday, July 11, 2008
Random
Man, woman and daughter leaving California Pizza Kitchen:
Woman (loud and hectoring): It was a random act of kindness.
Man: Wait. I'm the man. Say I'm with my wife, and another woman comes up and gives my daughter money, it makes me feel that I'm a loser.
Woman: Oh, that's just --
Woman (loud and hectoring): It was a random act of kindness.
Man: Wait. I'm the man. Say I'm with my wife, and another woman comes up and gives my daughter money, it makes me feel that I'm a loser.
Woman: Oh, that's just --
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Thomas M. Disch (science fiction writer) / Tom Disch (poet)
Entropic Villanelle
Things break down in different ways.
The odds say croupiers will win.
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
I have had heartburn several days,
And it's ten years since I've been thin.
Things break down in different ways.
Green is the lea and smooth as baize
Where witless sheep crop jessamine
(We can't, for that, omit their praise),
And meanwhile melanomas graze
Upon the meadows of the skin.
(Things break down in different ways.)
Though apples spoil, and meat decays,
And teeth erode like aspirin,
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
The odds still favor croupiers,
But give the wheel another spin.
Things break down in different ways:
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
-- Tom Disch.
[A week ago I bookmarked his blog, having discovered that it existed. And then three days later he killed himself. ]
Things break down in different ways.
The odds say croupiers will win.
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
I have had heartburn several days,
And it's ten years since I've been thin.
Things break down in different ways.
Green is the lea and smooth as baize
Where witless sheep crop jessamine
(We can't, for that, omit their praise),
And meanwhile melanomas graze
Upon the meadows of the skin.
(Things break down in different ways.)
Though apples spoil, and meat decays,
And teeth erode like aspirin,
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
The odds still favor croupiers,
But give the wheel another spin.
Things break down in different ways:
We can't, for that, omit their praise.
-- Tom Disch.
[A week ago I bookmarked his blog, having discovered that it existed. And then three days later he killed himself. ]
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Nice Opening
We were about to give up and call it a night when somebody dropped the girl off the bridge. -- opening sentence of Darker Than Amber
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Now Playing
Bach Keyboard Concertos Nos. 1, 2 & 4, Murray Perahia and Academy of St. Martin in the Fields. By now you'd think they could afford a barn. [that last simply pro forma]
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Also from "Blood and Thunder:"
Early US traveller through present-day Arizona:
"Invalids may live here when they might die in any other part of the world [because of the dry air and pure atmosphere], but really the country is so forbidding that no one would scarcely be willing to secure a long life at the cost of living in it."
Early US traveller through present-day Arizona:
"Invalids may live here when they might die in any other part of the world [because of the dry air and pure atmosphere], but really the country is so forbidding that no one would scarcely be willing to secure a long life at the cost of living in it."
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