The Devil You Say
[I Step Outside Myself] I step outside myself, out of my eyes, hands, mouth, outside of myself I step, a bundle of goodness and godliness that must make good this devilry that has happened. Ingeborg Bachmann
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Month: May 2006
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A Whirlybird Knows No Sleep
Sunday I’m beginning to believe I could live in a cardboard box and be fine. Arrived in wet, cold Boston and had a wonderful, fabulous dinner with J – sometimes a meal with her is like something out of a feel good movie – it’s always perfect and she remarked that I am back on the planet again – thankfully. And we talked about A through Z as we always do, and when we got…
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What is love?
I fell in love with a man who looked like “he walked out of a Patagonia ad†who spoke in riddles and confused me just enough to take a magic carpet ride with him and he says he loves me, but is that love? Before my man spoke in absolutes and did not bend to meet me but when I left he cracked and he says he loves me still – is that love? –…
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Martha Wainwright says it better than me
Bloody Motherfucking Asshole poetry has no place for a heart that’s a whore and i’m young and i’m strong but i feel old and tired over fired and i’ve been poked and stoked it’s all smoke, there’s no more fire only desire for you, whoever you are for you, whoever you are you say my time here has been some sort of joke that i’ve been messing around some sort of incubating period for when…
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Official Pool Day
I don’t know what it is, but here it comes again. Long meeting with the superintendent (that should go in quotes) named O for the LaLa and disappointment reigned – N’s house is leaking why should I use that guy to flash my house when my house needs lots of flashing? The floor guy doesn’t return O’s calls. The window guy doesn’t return K’s calls (the contractor). The a/c guy doesn’t return my calls or…
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Everything Spins
and sometimes not in a positive way – I’m taking a break because I’m in a funk – this too shall pass – but right now it isn’t worth the words.
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Make Me Laugh
My friend S had an interesting date one night with a guy named M – a blue blood, intellectual who invited her over for wine and an art discussion – as he waved a small plate of cheese in front of her, he said “Stilton?” and my friend, an art novice, replied, “I am not familiar with his work.” I thought possibly that was the funniest line I had ever heard in my life. Until…
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Dancing in the Rain
Months ago, a good friend said to hope for rain because when the downpour starts we are going outside. I had a vision today – standing with two women I’ve come to love I listened to wonderful music from Washboard Chaz underneath a canopy, and watched the rain come down, and lo and behold, there was a vision and my heart sped up, each lap of the vision intensified the pace, till the gallop was…
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Not Ready for Prime Time
I declare this has been the best Jazz Fest I’ve ever experienced. I’ve run into more old friends, made new ones, and heard some really good music – how much fun can you pack into a few days. Friday was laid back – easy Jazz Fest of days gone by when Fridays were always more locals and less people and way more fun. I saw H as I was going into the gate and he…
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No Free Lunches
N and I went for our joint birthday celebration to Bayona – it was tough finding a nice restaurant open for lunch as all are still understaffed. Meanwhile a note from the SF office saying (at my urging) they were trying to make the OTR reporter conference in NO next year and most of the hotels said they are still not at capacity and won’t be until 2008 – BIG SIGH. I was hoping to…