It’s all waiting for you, all the stuff, all your plans and dreams — there they are, waiting patiently — they don’t mind if you do or if you don’t, they just wait — ready — waiting — What are you going to do? Here it is: The first day of the rest of yourContinue reading “The questions of 1,000 dreams”
“We only have this time, each of us, 70 or 80 years, if we’re lucky. What’s the point of hiding?” That’s the last quote in an interview with Bill Callahan, linked by Austin Kleon in his weekly email newsletter. https://pitchfork.com/features/profile/bill-callahan-shepherd-in-a-sheepskin-vest-interview/ That’s an awesome thought. So what’s the point of putting the quote at the endContinue reading “‘Keep a mailing list’”
The “big three” dystopian novelists, I believe, are Orwell, Huxley and Bradbury. In many ways we live in Orwell’s totalitarian dystopia; in many ways we live in Bradbury’s book-burning dystopia; but I think Huxley and his soma-induced dystopia may be closest. Here is a magic pill to take away your pain; here is a magicContinue reading “Calm down and take a soma”
“I can’t …” but of course you can. “We never …” but this time you might. “I’m not …” but you can become. Let go of the past and see the future.
There’s a meme out there where Netflix says, “Hey you want to watch a 10-hour movie?” and the obvious response is, “Heck, no.” To which Netflix replies, “What if I split it into eight parts and you watch them one after another,” and the response is, “Damn you, I’m in.” Red and I watched theContinue reading “Watching: Stay Close”
It has been a sedentary couple of weeks as I have fended off what I insist is a typical winter cold, mainly because I have never had the fever that heralds you-know-what. Perhaps I would be decried as Omicron Superspreader, supervillain extraordinaire, except that I have been working mostly from home and have kept toContinue reading “A whisper of peregrination”
Summer the puppy loves to have something in her mouth. She is always gnawing on a bone or a doggie toy, and her first move upon going outside is to snag a brown leaf or a twig off the ground to carry about, like a stereotypical hayseed with a toothpick hanging out the side ofContinue reading “Summer the Kind”