>I’m reading Patti Smith’s Just Kids, her reminiscence of her friendship with Robert Mapplethorpe, and she writes a lot about her adolescent passions in reading, from Foxe’s Book of Martyrs to Rimbaud and Verlaine. It’s making me wonder what the disaffected youth of today are reading. Born in 1946, Smith is pre-YA era, but do her [...]
>Jacob’s Java?
December 8, 2009 By 1 Comment
>I guess it wasn’t all candlelight and butter churns
June 22, 2009 By 5 Comments
>The Silence of the Bunnies
March 19, 2009 By 30 Comments
>Now this could haunt my dreams: We’ve been entrusted with the care of Ruby for a couple of weeks. She may look like a rabbit but behaves more like a Sphinx, her silent inscrutability causing me to project all manner of implacable menace into her unblinking gaze. Dogs and cats, you know where you are [...]
>Complete with pop-up nuns but no Nazis
February 4, 2009 By Leave a Comment
>Something to whet your appetites
November 26, 2008 By 2 Comments
>Yeah, I only have the one suit
September 6, 2008 By 6 Comments
>The fathers-of-the-groom walking up the aisle at Ethan and Becca’s wedding in Sedona last Saturday. The monsoon took down the chuppah but we all soldiered on, and there was nary a drop during the ceremony. The officiant said that there was an ancient Sedona tradition (uh-huh) that rain on a wedding day was good luck, [...]
