I was meant to be grading, this morning, but I went on a quest through my bookshelves to find something else entirely. I did find that, but I also found several old notebooks of mine, one of which I wrote when I was in a peculiar situation in life – as being thoroughly, utterly, [...]
Entries from October 2009
October 20, 2009
Always cries at endings.
In other words, expletive expletive expletive expletive! The Hazards of Love sounds so deliciously wonderful on vinyl, on my wickedly fantastically sublime DeVore Gibbon 3’s.
That is all.
Post script: Coup de foudre in Montreal is THE BOMB. As in: The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb that [...]
October 19, 2009
Old and new and old again.
There is this lovely weird junk curiosity shop here, called Jean Deaux (formerly, or as a previous annex to, a think called “John Doe,” har har har dee har har). It is so bizarre. I really can’t think what to make of it. Just scattered piles of stuff, including ridiculous, mind-boggling numbers [...]
October 8, 2009
Better late –
etc., etc.
The October issue of Open Letters Monthly is up and ready for your perusal (has been these eight days). It’s the best-seller issue, so you can read clever takes on those books which are currently absorbing your hard-earned dollars.
I wrote something different, i.e., not about a best-seller, and it was my first [...]
