Saturday, May 21, 2011
New Stuff: Firefly
I heard so much good news about this (shortlived) series, plus it's Dr. Sheldon Copper's favourite!
Friday, May 20, 2011
William S. Burroughs: My Education. A book of Dreams
Going out the window to attend a performance I'd seen advertised on a billboard, and someone tells me that show isn't here yet. It's another show on now. I forget the name. I am afraid I will wake up in this bed and find that this is just a dream. Then I wake up in my bed in Lawrence and I realize that the dream in the gray, empty city is more real than my real life in Lawrence.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
First Lines: David Lodge - Changing Places
High, high above the North Pole, on the first day of 1969, two professors of English Literature approached each other at a combined velocity of 1200 miles per hour.
New Stuff: Future Beauty: 30 Years of Japanese Fashion
This is the catalog to a great exhibition I had visited in Munich.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
First Lines: Virginia Woolf - Orlando
He—for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it—was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters.
Deep Impact (1998)
Unless a comet can be destroyed before colliding with Earth, only those allowed into shelters will survive.
Overlong and loaded with unnecessary sentimental subplots and scenes this movie hardly builds up any excitement.
Monday, May 16, 2011
William S. Burroughs: My Education. A book of Dreams
I'm in a room with a high ceiling and a door at one end. The room is full of light and has a feeling og being open and airy. I float up to the ceiling and bob along to the door and out.There is a porch or balcony over the room and now I am up under the porch about thirty feet off the ground. I move out from under the porch and pick up speed and direction.
I land in a catwalk open to my left. Walking down, I see a door at the end of the walkway, about six feet wide and eight feet high. Outside the door a boy in a gray sweatsuit is working at something I can't see, with his back to me. I feel he is hostile, and I couldn't care less. The door opens and a man emerges. He is wearing a very dark blue striped suit, with a tie. He has a black moustache. He looks at me without a trace of friendliness or hostility. Just registering my presence. No one I ever saw before. Out to my left there is a ditch about thirty feet below the ramp where I am standing. Beyond that some pine trees and what looks like a cemetery...mausoleums with inscriptions embossed in white stone...
Sunday, May 15, 2011
New Stuff: The Big Bang Theory. The Complete Third Season
So we're currently addicted to this great new sitcom. Luckily, it will be running till at least 2014.
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