This was a surprising weekend of American culture.

A Single Man was a surprising beauty on Saturday (Friday) night; dinner for the house with three folks in the kitchen. Nine minutes with the pressure cooker and perfect French lentil tabbouleh.

The Super Bowl and all it's misogynistic marketing, Sunday, and lo and behold I actually watched and it ( Read more... )

Been sittin' here, starin' at the screen for a while, thinkin' that I probably ought to write somethin' about my regret that I wasn't in Greenwich Village in the early- or mid- sixties ( Read more... )

Today's tragedy is remembering Heath Ledger, and seeing his face and hearing his voice, his reflection of humanity--its sturdiness; its darkness; its vibrancy; its stuffy dampness; its fragility.

Saw The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus at the Mayan last night with Moody and the dynamic Phelps duo and a stray Miamian posting up in Denver. I was ( Read more... )

You say you love me
And you're thinkin' of me,
But you know you could be wrong.
You say you told me
That you wanna hold me,
But you know you're not that strong.
I just can't do what I done before,
I just can't beg you any more.
I'm gonna let you pass
And I'll go last.
Then time will tell just who has fell
And who's been left behind,
When you go your way and I ( Read more... )

You Will See Cowboys Coming

When you quarry a fresh frontier
you will see cowboys coming
down off the horizon--
bandits and thieves in another great stretch
of heat and sand and curses.

They will come down riding 400 horses
flanked and padded with their bounties
and the blessings of the ignorant and
self-absolving,
calling them heroes.
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