Die Deutschen lieben ganz vieles! So this was a thing we’d do in 8th grade German I class, taught by Frau um … who knows. The actual East German Frau teaching German at Herndon Intermediate School in 1991 and not the—Frau Griffith! Her name was Frau Griffith! At any rate, Family Guy had a thing [...]
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Growing up, and still probably, the lion was my favorite animal. Soon I can walk somewhere to eat one.
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Subject: A Message from the Dean of Students Date: April 9, 2013 4:26:57 PM CDT Faculty and staff, Bama Students for Life will be sponsoring a display from the Genocide Awareness Project on the Quad on April 10 and 11. The display includes extremely graphic anti-abortion photos. Students who are upset by the display should [...]
I need to ask for a lawyer’s help. Rogelio looks at Velazquez’s paintings. The students pay for the bill. We listen to the radio program. Catalina asks, “Where are you?” He succeeds in winning the lottery. Are you waiting for the airplane’s arrival? The professor won’t ask me questions. The police look for evidence. Who [...]
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From today’s Good Morning America, on at my folks’: Heidi is talking about a pair of 12″-high gold boots she once wore, I think to one of her costume parties? “With those boots I wanted to take it literally to a higher level.” Heidi is referring to the Hollywood makeup artist who transferred her face [...]
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deranged adjective her deranged cousin has finally been locked up
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From some dumb article on Lifehacker: Even though I really enjoy writing, I despise proofreading and editing. Like to the point where I rather just not write at all so I don’t have to deal with the proofreading part. Nothing kills my flow more than having to re-read what I just wrote 1000 times. Emphasis [...]
Reading Alex Ross’s review of the 6-hour production of Karlheinz Stockhausen’s Mittwoch in the Sept 10 Style Issue of The New Yorker—which opera has a movement where string musicians play while up in helicopters—I started to wonder what a 6-hour literary reading might feel like. Like a 12-hour root canal you say and har har [...]
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There’s a thing in me that wants in writing essays to make every possible connection and to trace things to their deepest roots. It rarely ends well. The standard result is that I take a whole morning tracking leads on library databases and newspaper archives only to discover some old, repeated truth: There Is No [...]
in boardwalk empire, we see all kimds of Nucky situations. he,s getting people jobs, he,s romanicng women, he,s at parties, he,s getting work done. rothstein, our villain, is only seen in his offices working to cinvince lesser men of hi importance. it works very well. rothstein is spared the humanity of being a person with [...]
(From the Washington [Pa.] Observer-Reporter.) Raymond E. Myers, 93, of Coal Center, Clover Hill, died Saturday, January 14, 2012, in Consulate Health Care of North Strabane, Canonsburg. He was born June 5, 1918, in Claysville, son of the late H. Edwin and Gladys Fonner Myers. Mr. Myers retired as a truck driver for Peoples Natural [...]
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Doing some research on flowers, I found this: “The Marigold is emblematical of pain; place it on the head and it signifies trouble of mind; on the heart, the pangs of love; on the bosom, the disgusts of ennui.” How the heart is differentiated from the bosom is nothing I can figure out. Is it [...]
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Okay so it’s not an interview with Tiger Beat, but it felt like an interview with Tiger Beat, and it was very fun to do. Ani Smith over at the litblog We Who Are About To Die asked me a whole bunch of questions that I tried to answer in a way that was entertaining [...]
Peter Taylor has a story titled “A Wife of Nashville” where on the second page its narrator reveals this about her relationship with what she in the Depression-era South calls “Negroes”: “I don’t care anything about them any more than you do.” It’s such an amazing thing to say, about anything really. First is the [...]
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Here’s a classic one, from Didion’s “On Self Respect”, that I’m finding it important to reread these days: I had not been elected to Phi Beta Kappa. This failure could scarcely have been more predictable or less ambiguous (I simply did not have the grades), but I was unnerved by it; I had somehow thought [...]
I don’t know what it is that I do well, But whatever it may be, I know there is a libertarian who does it better than I do. I know there is a fraternity member who does it better than I do. I know there is a straight person who does it better than I [...]
Looking up “echt” today to see whether or not we’d assimilated it from the German, and thus whether or not I needed to, in my clunky plain text writing window, surround the word with asterisks. Mac’s built-in New Oxford American’s textual examples have been written by some kind of mad poet: echt |ekt| adjective authentic [...]
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You have no incentive to believe me, but as per my recent resolution to work on memorization here’s where I am so far with the Cheever passage. From memory: We admire decency and we despise death, but even the mountains seem to shift in the space of a night, and perhaps the exhibitionist at the [...]
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