| on the page... Chuck Palahniuk's Fight Club ...yes... just like the movie... I was shelving it a few week's ago and I couldn't resist... although I HATE the fact that the cover is the movie poster... I HATE HATE HATE it when they do that... |
| another recent read... Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Of Love and Other Demons a beautiful and intriguing recommendation from Julia... now I want to dive into more of his work... most of all his book of stories, Strange Pilgrims. |
| on my phonograph... Three new 7" singles that just arrived in the mail from Darla Records: (1) Cinerama's Pacific/ Kings Cross; (2) A Brideshead/ Den Baron split; (3) Geoff Farina's Steely Dan/ Fire a perfect write-up of the Geoff Farina single on the Darla Records site: "The songs are like a magnifying glass, enlarging the obscure and misplaced details of our lives that don't seem important enough to rescue from under the cushions." This man is amazing... |
| fire trucks and other
amusements... A bright, shiny red fire truck pulls into the MEDITECH parking circle every day, makes one loop around the circle, and then leaves. Random. But it happens every day. No explanation. Todd and I have made it into a game... who can spot (or hear) the fire truck first? And speaking of useless games... check out Todd's essay on some of the other ones we play in his newest cameo... |
| fascinating... Michael mailed me a postcard with the following mysterious message... he always keeps me intrigued... "There are rare moments when watching a film for the first time that one gets to experience an unforgettable cinematic event. Such an experience occurred over the weekend when I saw Magnolia. The film is brilliant." |
| missed opportunity... My friend, Lucinda Kanani, wrote recently to tell me who rocks her world... it reminded me that she's only as far as Newport, a mere hourish away, and I haven't made the trip to see her yet... so when I wrote to tell he that we would go to tea in January, she agreed, but asked if I knew that they moved to Jacksonville, Florida in August. I didn't. And now I'm sad and regretful... all those months of missed opportunities. |
| in my comment field... "I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do any thing. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more." Dorothy Parker |
| on their toes... I propped a greeting card up on my desk that reads "Congratulations! You're going places!" just to keep people around here on their toes and make them wonder... |
| it's a date... Douglas Coupland in the flesh on January 14th... |
| sweet and lowdown... What would December be without a new Woody Allen film? I was 10 minutes late to work this morning because I sat in my car listening to an NPR interview with Allen... definitely something to look forward to... |
| end of an era... Mark (my brother) and Carrie (my sister-in-law) are driving up to Boston to pick up the old Sable this weekend. Though I L.O.V.E my new car to pieces, part of me is sad to say good-bye. This was the car of high school car pools to Amahl and the Night Visitors rehearsals and spontaneous college road trips and fateful chance encounters. With my new, shiny, teeny-tiny del Sol, I feel like a grown up... and part of that makes me feel lost, as if I'm inhabiting someone else's skin. |