Okay, so it’s been awhile since I’ve updated this page. I’m thinking about posting some of my original stuff here — short stories, poetry, &etc. I’m kind of over politics, honestly.
me.
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It surprises me that you find so little to write about/comment on, April. Even accounting for ennui, malaise, whatever. Maybe are you not *that* interested in politics?
Well, considering I’ve been sick and driving around during the holidays, I haven’t really had any time to write. Interest really has nothing to do with it.
Glad to hear it.
April, I landed on this by following links from Pundette to The Anchoress (Elizabeth Scalia), and thought you might want to take a look:
http://thewinedarksea.com/index.php/weblog/comments/Blogging_The_Waste_Land/
Cathy
You really make it appear really easy together with your presentation but I find this topic to be really something which I feel I’d by no means understand. It seems too complex and very wide for me. I am looking forward on your subsequent post, I will attempt to get the grasp of it!
Just saw these and I thought it might be something
to spark your interest. If they could stand up to Cross Fit, this might have been
more appropriate at your new blog.
http://www.paperselfstore.com/
Stumbled in here by accident–the sound of ” hyacinth girl ” echoed in my memory and I felt compelled to take a look around. Nice place. I was unaware that anyone under 40 appreciated the Old Possum anymore. Perhaps we are not doomed after all.
My friend wanted to open his own bar and call it “Wasted.”
That is a good name for a bar.*
*– Although if it’s ‘completely paneled in fake wood,’ a more apt name might be Cialas Bar.
You know, if this Great Recession becomes the new normal, we should at least demand more genuine dive bar options (although more likely they’ll raise the drinking age to 26).
Open that bar and it will become my home away from home, young lady. (Best poem ever, in my humble opinion.)
Absolutely. Eliot was a genius.
“You don’t know me, son. So let me explain this to you once: If I ever kill you, you’ll be awake, you’ll be facing me, and you’ll be armed.”
And peanut shells.
I assume there will be sawdust on the floor, in lieu of orange shag?