Well, I have returned from touring the Northwest. Things seem pretty normal around the house although a plant died and the pool seems to've sprung a leak... and the waste basket gave birth to little wastebags around the kitchen... I don't have to work for a few days so in the meantime, I'm just chillin'. … Continue reading Back in L.A.
The Road Trip: Nothing much of note that I can remember until we took a small detour from the 5 to Modesto where they make Night Train and Thunderbird. We didn't see the winery but the scenery was a lot like Iowa; red barns, foul stinky air, white farm houses- albeit with the occasional palm tree … Continue reading the road trip
Here we are in Seattle- the Jet City... the Rain City. Drea and I enjoyed a slumber at the rest area south of Olympia. Now we're here at Erin and Bro's. It's been a really luverly trip so far. I've bought some postcards, am missing everyone and will right more later.
It's movie night. The flick is Color of Paradise which, when I rented it, the guy asked, "Is that a good idea?" because it's Iranian. Of course, when a Lebanese guy mulled over renting Air Force One or Passenger 57 he said the same thing. Damned Jew (just kidding). I see that Sethly has been … Continue reading Movie Nite
Over 1.5 million Iraqis have died because of sanctions. 41% were children under five. I'm not saying that two wrongs make a right but I think it's completely insane to call the perpetrators cowards when they gave their lives fighting against their enemy in the only way they could that would get our attention. Norman … Continue reading The Sorry State of things.
The media is awful. Cabbies in New York have been pulled from cars and beaten. There've been hate crimes against Muslims here in L.A. They've turned the whole thing into a disaster movie... or an episode of America's Worst Terrorist Attacks. The same footage of thousands dying over and over and over for an entire … Continue reading Things suck part 2
I, perhaps surprisingly all things considered, found last night to be a rousing success... one of the high points of the season. So the film was 3 and a half hours long, so some of us (myself included) talked through the whole thing, so more than half the guests up and left to go drink … Continue reading Silent Film Night
Because of my unrepentant dilettantism, I've finally hit the limit on interests as I woke up thinking how much I like Henry Fuseli's paintings... now I have to look at the list and am faced with the awkward task of comparatively evaluating things I love and trying to figure out which one is better/ which … Continue reading too many interests
Last night I saw mi amiga Lili and her new band the Purple Hearts... No one had the heart to let them know that there's already been a fairly well-known band by that name. Just change it to Purple Hearts UK, I say. Then, this morning, I went to CPT to work in the garden. … Continue reading noche de peliculas silenciosas
Why did kids in junior high decide that having a small tag on the back of your shirt necessitated getting into a fight about your sexual preference. I speak of "fag tags". Remember getting a shirt for your birthday or christmas... your parents face searching yours for signs of gratitude and instead finding barely disguised … Continue reading Fag Tags