Sun Mar 16, 2008
Another
So another birthday slipped past. There were readings on the 14th (Michael Fitzgerald) and the 15th (students from the MFA program) so I wasn't able to celebrate until today, though Al & I attended the Met's live HD broadcast of Peter Grimes at the Edwards Cinema on Saturday. Impressive--much better than I'd anticipated, and enough to persuade me that maybe Tristan and La Boheme are in our future. For some reason I always tear up when the lights go down and the maestro takes the podium when I'm at the opera or ballet--and here I am in a cineplex next to the mall doing the same thing. But ah have always been susceptible to the kahndness of suspension of disbelief.
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Thu Mar 06, 2008
At last!
An offer on the house. We signed papers this morning; closing's set for April.
Let there be no hurricanes.
Let there be no floods.
Let there be no fires.
Let there be no earthquakes.
Let these decent people get their financing, already.
Thank you.
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Sun Feb 24, 2008
Stinker!
This was the first time I heard folks talking and laughing during a non-comedy when I understood exactly where they were coming from.
I mean, what was not to like? Time travel! Nazis! A 25-year-old breaking out in sobs seeing herself at 45! A hero writing a scholarly book! Finding your lover keeps "Mein Kampf" under the bed and has swastikas on her garters! Tim Roth taking notes in hieroglyphs! Coppola didn't miss a trick here, bless his heart. Pee-yew.
Nice to see the Oscars tonight with people being nice to each other. Go Diablo Cody!
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Sun Feb 17, 2008
2.17.2008
Seeing The Diving Bell and the Butterfly after seeing Happy Days has made me feel weirdly unconfined, as if being unconfined were an infirmity.
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John Gallaher took this picture of Jennifer Militello with me alongside at some point during AWP. I hadn't otherwise met Jennifer Militello, but we spent a nice five seconds or so together. Note that we are both wearing our ID badges, per AWP's strange custom, approximately over our genitals.
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Alvin & I watched Boise Contemporary Theater's production of The Pillowman on Friday--by far their best production, I think. Another play that touches upon freedom and confinement. A pleasure walking there and then walking home in the clear night.
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The cover of the NYT Magazine today makes me want to hula hoop.
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Mon Feb 04, 2008
NYC
Dead umbrellas littered the streets. I wondered who had moved one of them to the trash bin. An act of kindness, it seemed, with the others left bleeding black into the pavement.
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These were not the sun-shade that Winnie lifts high in "Happy Days," the pretty parasol. Fiona Shaw brought to that mortal optimist more energy than I saw among the zombie-walking nonbookbuyers at AWP who staggered past the table. Who did not want what they did not already know.
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Thank you to the book buyers. Ahsahta is grateful for you.
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