A straight-forward diary with a touch of Samuel Pepys, Andy Warhol, and Francois Rabelais.
Monday, March 15, 2010
March 15, 2010
Karen and I had our first sighting of the chipmunks; they have arisen from their winter repose, just as obnoxious as ever. I hope they remember the fate of their fellow comrade last October that tried to obtain all the riches of food located in our garage, but ended up dead.
Joel. Hello. I don't know if you follow the comments field, but if you do, here goes. I read yesterday that Hopper is dying. That it should matter to me is questionable--news of my end would never have reached him. Whatever. He did some memorable work. The True Romance bit with Christopher Walken--mocking death to its face--is a piece of genius. I loaned the DVD, and don't expect I will see it again. But I thought of you. And here you are. Good to see you are upright and taking nutrition. Peace. Goodspeed.
Joel. Hello. I don't know if you follow the comments field, but if you do, here goes. I read yesterday that Hopper is dying. That it should matter to me is questionable--news of my end would never have reached him. Whatever. He did some memorable work. The True Romance bit with Christopher Walken--mocking death to its face--is a piece of genius. I loaned the DVD, and don't expect I will see it again. But I thought of you. And here you are. Good to see you are upright and taking nutrition. Peace. Goodspeed.
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