So many childhood memories. The heat, the palm trees, the ocean. The beautifully lazy feeling of 4 pm. Cold drinks, crackers, ceiling fans and aloe on sunburn. I spent the long weekend there, in Delray Beach, visiting a dear pal. It’s a great place for hopeful kiddies and chillin’ seniors. But for young adults ─ or for this young adult at least – it’s rough. It’s an odd combination of nouveau riche, white trash, and 100% certified nip tuck bimbos who care a lot about cars and know nothing about culture. There’s a smaller contingent (like my friend) whose love of the ambiance and quality of life trumps any discomfiture over the disturbing circus of neighborly humanity. I can understand that. When you are connected to a place, sometimes that’s all you need.
Monthly Archives: May 2006
The Starbucks near my office (6th Ave near corner of 53rd.) is terrible. Totally incompetent staff. Every time I go in there I get angry, but not as angry as I would be without my Starbuck’s.
“What we found instead was no association at all, and even a suggestion of some protective effect.”
Eight Line Poem ++ David Bowie
One of These Things First ++ Nick Drake
I’ll Keep It With Mine ++ Nico
Girl, You’ll Be a Woman Soon ++ Neil Diamond
The Partisan ++ Leonard Cohen
The Girl From Back Then ++ Kings Of convenience
Your Ex-Lover Is Dead ++ Stars
You Know, I Know ++ John Lee Hooker
Hide Your Love Away ++ The Beatles
The Only Living Boy in New York ++ Simon & Garfunkel
Half of You ++ Cat Power
chase the moon ++ The Czars
The First time Ever I saw Your ++ Roberta Flack
I Can’t Help Falling In Love ++ Elvis Presley
A Minor Incident ++ Badly Drawn Boy
I’m Glad You’re Mine ++ Al Green
California ++ Joni Mitchell
Saturday ++ Josh Rouse
100,000 Fireflies ++ The Magnetic Fields
Slip Slidin’ Away ++ Paul Simon
Fistful of Love ++ Antony & The Johnsons & Lou Reed
Why Do You Do This to Youself? ++ Evan Dando
* kristina & jack … your influence looms large.
PS: can you tell my meeting is over from the hundreds of posts i did yesterday? man, i was on a rampage.
OKAY, SO I’M USUALLY MUM ON POLITICAL ISSUES. OR MOSTLY MUM. AND THIS IS NOT EXACTLY A PRESSING NATIONAL ISSUE, BUT IT’S THE KIND OF ISSUE THAT GETS MY ATTENTION BECAUSE IT TOUCHES MY HEART, MIND AND POCKETBOOK. I LOVE JOHN MC CAIN. HE’S GOT PRINCIPLES. AND HE’S NOT A COMPLETELY CONSERVATIVE PSYCHOPATH.
The solution to high cable bills isn’t price controls or additional government regulation. It is more competition and more choice. For that reason, Congress should pass the proposed Consumers Having Options in Cable Entertainment Act — the CHOICE Act — which is being introduced today. It would allow cable companies to compete nationally for your business (rather than only at the local level) in exchange for agreeing to offer channels a la carte, either individually or in smaller bundles.
The Government Accountability Office has found that cable rates are 15% lower when a community has at least two companies competing for consumers. The Federal Communications Commission found that consumers could lower their monthly cable bill by as much as 13% if they had a la carte programming options.
When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on–series polygamy–until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.
– Tom Robbins. American Novelist. b.1936
but as a woman, and a frequent movie-goer i am incredibly bummed that this movie is not being made.
They saw the movie as a multilayered comment on gender relations, and conceived of a world 150 years hence in which men make themselves obsolete “through war and Viagra,” as Mr. Roach put it. In that future, women rule and use cloned men for amusement. Mr. Stiller and Mr. Carrey were to play outdated models of clones, one more thoughtful, the other more exuberant.