Miss MacIntosh, My Darling. When I was going off to college, I got two copies of this thing, this impossibly neurotic, very strange book by this woman who’d been working on it her whole life, Marguerite Young. What were they thinking?
Laugh, we talked about the cicadas on yesterday's hike
Today is Fripp's birthday, Saturday was Eno's birthday, today is Adrienne Rich's birthday, I found myself writing in tablet over the weekend when I could have tapped a keyboard, we've decided we will not be moving to Michigan, a dog almost adopted us yesterday, woke up with the above Peter Jefferies song in my head, Commence Blog Days of Summer, start overfucking the fuck it here
speaking of thinking of moving north and deciding not to, missus charley and i are in the process of weighing our alternatives - while m_________ county maryland is not "almost heaven", parts of it are very good - one wonders if one's opportunities to obtain needed and desired services, and engage in satisfying activities, would be maximized or satisficed, when measured against the cost in cash and effort of changing one's abodeReplyDelete
as one of the most thought-provoking questionsinanswertoaquestion puts it, compared to what?
I didn't say Thankee for your 'well-barked' comment on The Long Howl, but Thankee as ever.ReplyDelete