Saturday, April 22, 2006

books - no, i haven't stopped reading just

been real lazy about posting...

1) john ketwig's ...and a hard rain fell

2) uzodinma iweala's Beasts of No Nation

3) mary gaitskill's Veronica

4) mirta ojito's Finding MaƱana: A Memoir of a Cuban Exodus

5) campbell mcgrath's Pax Atomica: Poems

6) ken dornstein's The Boy Who Fell Out of the Sky: A True Story

7) mario vargas llosa's The Feast of the Goat

8) julia alvarez's How the Garcia Girls Lost their Accents

9) julia alvarez's In the Time of the Butterflies

10) elizabeth strout's Abide With Me

11) christopher moore's The Stupidest Angel

12) christopher moore's A Dirty Job: A Novel

13) sonia nazario's Enrique's Journey

14) edward james olmos (editor) Vietnam Veteranos : Chicanos Recall the War

15) victor serge's The Case of Comrade Tulayev

16) mikhail bulgakov's The Master and Margarita

Thursday, April 13, 2006

i love this poem a day thing...

-Kenneth Koch

One day the Nouns were clustered in the street.
An Adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
The Nouns were struck, moved, changed.
The next day a Verb drove up, and created the Sentence.

Each Sentence says one thing—for example, "Although it was a dark rainy
day when the Adjective walked by, I shall remember the pure and sweet
expression on her face until the day I perish from the green, effective
Or, "Will you please close the window, Andrew?"
Or, for example, "Thank you, the pink pot of flowers on the window sill
has changed color recently to a light yellow, due to the heat from the
boiler factory which exists nearby."

In the springtime the Sentences and the Nouns lay silently on the grass.
A lonely Conjunction here and there would call, "And! But!"
But the Adjective did not emerge.

As the Adjective is lost in the sentence,
So I am lost in your eyes, ears, nose, and throat—
You have enchanted me with a single kiss
Which can never be undone
Until the destruction of language.

beautiful day today. i'm heading out with the dog...

Sunday, April 9, 2006

more step, less hobble

so my friend christina is working at the Center for Sex & Culture in San Francisco for the next couple of months. in addition to all the cataloging she's doing, she also attends events there. i spoke to her yesterday and she told me about the one they had the night before - something about sex and superheroes - i dunno. but she told me about this really drunk woman who got pissy with her (she was working the door) because there was no smoking allowed in the room and if she wanted to smoke, she had to go down 2 flights of stairs. robert, christina's boss asked her what was going on and she told him about the obnoxious drunk lady. he asked her where she went and christina looked inside the room where the event was and pointed the woman out to robert by saying AND I QUOTE 'look, she's the one straddling Batman' i never thought i'd hear that sentence from - well - from ANYONE!! too funny.

my foot feels better although i was just getting used to my son and his friends calling me Hob - my foot turned the craziest colors. i watched a lot of movies since i wasn't really getting around too much. i liked Capote, i liked Broken Flowers, (especially the soundtrack) i didn't like Junebug, or The Ice Harvest . i've also been watching the series American Family (i got the dvd box set) and i'm really enjoying it. it was on PBS a few years ago. Edward James Olmos, Esai Morales, Sonia Braga - takes place in L.A. good stuff. i also watched Godspell - does anyone remember this musical/movie? 1972 or3 i think. it's based on the gospel according to St. Matthew. filmed entirely on new york streets and central park, and washington square and features as Jesus, Victor Garber. yeah, the name sounded familiar to me and he also looked real familiar, but it wasn't until my son said hey, isn't that the guy from Alias? you know, jennifer garner's father? and bingo, he was right. singing and everything. huh.
well, gotta get moving -

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

I stumble along . . . with a tumble and fall

yeah. so as i was leaving for 13 last night i took a header down my steps. not ALL of them mind you, but the last 6 or so. did something horrible to my right foot. emergency room, x-rays, blah blah blah and 6 hours later home with a bad sprain. i didn't even get any good painkillers out of the whole ordeal. AND i worked a full day today. man am i one sore sister tonight. ace bandages (i didn't even know they still used those!) ice and elevation are the order of the evening. steven is in charge of the pooch.

i'm out.

Sunday, April 2, 2006

short and sweet

dame puro amor para que viva mejor.

oh, and formula 1 was in melbourne, australia where fernando alonso beat out kimi raikkonen for the win. he (alonso) reminds me more and more of ayrton senna. there's an AMERICAN in formula 1 this year! scott speed (yes, that actually IS his name) and he's been around the racing scene for a while - he started in karts at 12 i think. i can't seem to find out if he's lake speed's son though. he was a nascar driver back in the day, but also was an international karting champ so maybe? if anyone knows...
oh also - why is david coultard STILL racing? he lost his edge ages ago. he should act or something. anyhow, nice to see some cars going fast.