archives for June 2007
“letting go is the greatest paradox”
Saturday 30 June 2007 | someone left a cookie
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friday refrain · spooky
Friday 29 June 2007 | I like a cookie
Funny thing—about that James Dickey poem I quoted at the end of my last post? It’s actually by Agee. I read it about ten years ago and it immediately lodged in my head—one of those you memorize without trying—but forgot who wrote it, just looked it up again and felt a bit ill with recognition. […]
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let us now praise famous men, part two
Friday 29 June 2007 | someone left a cookie
The mere attempt to examine my own confusion would consume volumes.
—James Agee
In the unlikeliest of places—on Amazon.com’s page for the Library of America’s Agee reissue—I find a succinct and decidely conservative response called “Let Us Now Reexamine Famous Men,” in which amateur reviewer Charles Weinstein disagrees with other reviewers’ lavish praise of Agee:
Agee was an […]
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it’s like I just discovered youtube
Thursday 28 June 2007 | I like a cookie
Is Callas a ham or what. Still. This isn’t the recording of her “Una voce poco fá” with which I grew up (which is here, and worth watching just to see Callas acting like a blushing schoolgirl as she answers the curtain call, all “Oh my goodness, what was them sounds coming out my mouth?!”)—it’s […]
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encore, encore
Thursday 28 June 2007 | I like a cookie
Last night the Brujo and I drove up to Tesuque in a fabulous thunderstorm to take in La bohème—the first time I’ve ever been to the SF Opera, the second time I’ve seen that particular opera, and the only opera I’ve ever seen live. What is it with me and Puccini? But I preferred this […]
self-discipline and punish (with insincere apologies to foucault)
Wednesday 27 June 2007 | 2 cookies in the jar
So I had this lying-around-sweating naptime conversation with the Brujo, in which I redacted the orthorexia post to him and he offered his thoughts, one of which was the innocent observation that he doesn’t feel guilty about eating. Ever.
I was incredulous.
“You’re saying you don’t, like, eat ice cream and then feel bad about it?”
“No. If […]
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too good to stay buried in comments
Wednesday 27 June 2007 | I like a cookie
Right after baby #4 was born, my midwife was doing the raw thing and it seemed like I could eat this way and control this overwhelmament of postpartumness. Only I’d breastfed three babies so easily, taking it for granted, and all of the sudden at his 6 week appointment, my son hadn’t gained any weight […]
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cornfield plus cocaine
Tuesday 26 June 2007 | I like a cookie
A driver who was high on cocaine destroyed an entire cornfield in an attempt to escape from the police. Four police cars were destroyed before the 35-year-old crashed into a ditch and was arrested, near the village of Dussen in the south of the Netherlands.
but then too, things you like
Tuesday 26 June 2007 | someone left a cookie
1. Finding out that a lot of treats you already buy (Reed’s Premium Ginger Beer, Wild Oats apricot preserves, Trader Joe’s apple raspberry sauce) do not have any cane sugar in them at all.
2. Rereading and marveling over Lydia Davis’ book of short fiction/prose poems, Samuel Johnson Is Indignant, because for some reason unknown to […]
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things you are not liking at all very much today if you are me
Tuesday 26 June 2007 | I like a cookie
1. Being broke and having your credit card bill due, and contemplating taking out money on the credit card to pay the bill, which is worse than moronic.
2. People who write and/or talk all about how done with you they are, how shallow and irritating and forgettable and pathetic and inadequate they find you, and […]
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