the day i ran into this guy at the local food coop i had to call LP and tell her. it was really wierd. and what do you know, he wasn’t lying when he said, “yeah, i’m a member.”
Archive for October, 2009
Why?
In the old days, and also now, mechanics could bamboozle their clients with jargon and technicalities. That’s why the Car Talk guys are so popular. Now, we are all beholden to the tech guy. The tech guy where I work is sort of a slob. He has no process. He has no system. Requests have […]
Biking to work
Things I’ve learned recently while biking to work: – A little shame plus a little inspiration make for a nice motivational cocktail. A few months ago, my friend LizardBreath bought a folding bike and started biking to work. Her commute is most of the length of Manhattan — much longer than mine — and she […]
Damn Yankees
In a scene in Annie Hall, Alvy Singer, played by Woody Allen, awkwardly and defensively plies his girlfriend Annie, played by Diane Keaton, when she accuses him of not loving her. “Love is too weak a word for what I feel,” he claims. “I *lurve* you, you know, I *loave* you, I *loff* you.” Similarly, […]
In Memoriam . . .
Rob Cosby, 1971- 1989. 20 years ago tonight I was in a car accident. I broke a vertebrae but Rob was killed. I was sitting 4 feet in front of him. 10 years ago I made a piece and used a Langston Hughes poem as part of the work. Curiously the Times has an article […]
A very gory vegetarian festival
RB and I just returned from two weeks in Thailand. We saw and did the things one does there – snorkeling, hiking, riding elephants, kayaking, visiting temples, that sort of thing. But we also witnessed something most unexpected – something we happened to read about in a magazine and rerouted our trip especially to see. […]
The Monday Photo (John McCain’s Tounge)
I looked for Yankees pics and Phillies pics but couldn’t find anything interesting. I found this by accident and thought it was funny. John McCain was so weird wasn’t he?
Music, Weightlessness, and the Waking Dream
I used to wake every morning to soundtrack of Gattaca on my cd-player/alarm clock. The incessant call in the music evoked something both melancholy and haunting. The dark tones of the string instruments resonated with something deep inside me, striking some blend of longing and worry, as if I weren’t quite certain where or who […]
Take me out to the ball game
“I think there are only three things America will be known for 2,000 years from now when they study this civilization: the Constitution, jazz music and baseball.” Gerald Early Am I really writing about sports? It feels strange, but I think I can do this. My Dad loved baseball, so, well, thus, I loved baseball. […]
