I just finished watching “Iris”, a little film about Iris Murdoch. I didn’t, and still don’t, know much about her. There’s so much attention paid to the beginning and end of love, but almost none to the middle. The movie was set at both the beginning of the beginning and the beginning of the end…
I got a hand-addressed envelope today. Those are very rare these days, so I was rather surprised I got one. I don’t know the last time was I got a letter from someone. I guess it was when I was in Rome and e-mail was scarce. Sometimes I’d get real mail sooner. Inside the envelope…
I’m not sure if I I should agree with John Cusack’s character in Hi Fidelity when he asks, “Is this Peter fucking Frampton??” but I’m inclined. Why then, you might ask, am I listening to him? I don’t know. Because he was mentioned in Hi Fidelity? I’ve been wondering about whether or not one should…
Somehow, this was not quite how I imagined spending New Years when I set out from Orlando to go to a party in Dallas. It’s 9:38pm, new years eve 2001, and I’m sitting in my car at a gas station. Quite thankfully, I got in touch with Karen Black, who lives not far from where…
Got somewhat bad about this writing thing when people were here. Must be that Red Alert 2 syndrome, or something. Anyway, it’s back to the normal life of Berck today. Nothing exciting in the mail… My car is still in pieces, and my computer is in shambles. On Sunday, Dad just thought he’d let me…