Don't Gawk, Just Walk, Now Talk

Seeing Jim Jarmusch on the street in Soho the other day makes me want to see Down by Law again, with all those fabulous tracking shots of pre-Katrina New Orleans. I'd suggest it for movie night, but who knows when we'll have another one of those.

I sent my "Song for Nola" to the New Orleans Review, and they sent me back a nice small slip of cream-colored paper.

I can't tell if I'm still in a sort of emotional fog or if I'm just hungry.

Time to eat. Everyone be careful out there.

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Definition of the Day

Narcissism
-n
1. inordinate fascination with oneself; excessive self-love; vanity.
2. Psychoanalysis. erotic gratification derived from admiration of one's own physical or mental attributes, being a normal condition at the infantile level of personality development.
3. A psychological condition characterized by self-preoccupation, lack of empathy, and unconscious deficits in self-esteem.
4. the act of posting self-portraits, especially revealing ones, on websites open to all, especially ogling self-contained men who appreciate the "art" of perfect strangers.

-Syn: self-promotion, self-peeping, self-porn, self-worth
-See also: aesthetes, voyeurs, fantasizers, feminists

Signs and Portents

I found a Dell Paperback edition of Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac's From Among the Dead, the 1954 French mystery that Hitchcock used as the basis for Vertigo, at Westsider Books for three bucks.

This is a very good omen.

Hope everyone is taking care.

Quote of the Day

No poet, no artist of any art, has his complete meaning alone. - T.S. Eliot, writing in Tradition and the Individual Talent

Finite Jest

I hate to say it, but nearly the first thing I thought when I heard that David Foster Wallace had hanged himself over the weekend was "Did he leave a footnote?"

I know, I know.

In other news, I have Richard Hawley's Coles Corner and Willie Nelson's Red-Headed Stranger in heavy rotation.

In other, other news... well, I don't have any other, other news. It was nice to see everyone on Saturday night.

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I turn to her and say . . .

Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades, oh no!

Ted Hughes Domesticated

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREGORY!