Annette | April 28, 2008
He was a buddy of my Dad’s, them being the same age, the same ethnic/religious background. They even looked a bit alike. He was always very nice to me, and it was normal to see him on his mailman rounds, and call out, “Hi, Joe.” He’d wave and continue on. In [...]
Annette | April 26, 2008
who was talking about a woman in his far distant past. He, a college student, loved her, and he was wondering what might have happened had his grandmother not died and he had to go to Chicago instead of spending that Thanksgiving weekend with her, when he planned to ask her to move in [...]
Annette | April 25, 2008
“I went to Hollywood to make money. It’s very simple. The people are friendly and the food is good, but I’ve never been happy there, perhaps because I only went there to pick up a check. I do have the deepest respect for a dozen or so directors whose affairs are centered [...]
Annette | April 20, 2008
But this one was banned from the BBC airwaves.
Annette | April 19, 2008
If you have an overwhelming desire to feel just a little bit retarded, try this.
Annette | April 16, 2008
” … So does watching a bird make me feel good. You know that if I were reincarnated, I’d want to come back a buzzard. Nothing hates him or envies him or wants him or needs him. He is never bothered or in danger, and he can eat anything.”
William Faulkner
“The Writer’s Chapbook”
Annette | April 14, 2008
why this is so funny.
Annette | April 13, 2008
So they’ll bury Bill O’Brien on Tuesday, his funeral Mass being said in our home town, his interment taking place not far from where he lived and died. I thought about sending flowers, but I realize that I sent him flowers every time I wrote to him, so I decided against it. I’ll [...]
Annette | April 13, 2008
II have a friend who’s from Wisconsin, although he doesn’t live there now, and, lately, we’ve been talking about drive-in movie theaters, because he mentioned a 1982 song to me, and I found the video for it at YouTube. I sent the link to him, and he got all in a dither because the [...]
Annette | April 12, 2008
He died last night, on the first anniversary of Kurt Vonnegut’s death. I wonder if they ever met. I never thought to ask him, and now he’s gone forever.
He was the editor of my home town paper. I don’t remember how or where we first met. It’s as if I always [...]
Annette | April 11, 2008
I was in high school, it was probably the autumn of my senior year. I think I was editor of the literary magazine, but maybe I wasn’t. I think I was, though. All those details are foggy in my mind, as unimportant as they are now.
It was the literary magazine for which I [...]
Annette | April 10, 2008
I realize that some of you may have come in hopes of hearing tips on how to become a professional writer. I say to you, ”If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don’t have the nerve to be a homosexual, the least you can do is go into the arts. But do [...]
Annette | April 7, 2008
He was thirteen years old when I first met him, luminous dark brown eyes, thick dark brown hair, a little boy with fuzz on his upper lip even then. He had a Beatle haircut, divorced parents, and a life that would soon become nothing but sadness and anger.
He had been riding his bike past [...]
Annette | April 7, 2008
I love this guy. Love him to pieces. He identifies himself as “your possession,” but he really owns me. He’s a fisherman and a lot of other things, but, mostly, he’s a thinker.
This is his latest piece of art:
the fucking petroleum companies continue to ASS RAPE the AMERICAN PUBLIC and have [...]
Annette | April 6, 2008
Charlton Heston died last night, so I guess his famous declaration is now in effect.
Let us all join together and pry.
Annette | April 6, 2008
I watched the History Channel’s documentary, “King,” tonight, tears in my eyes.
The film from the 1964 march to Selma made me ashamed of my race. It did then, and it did again tonight, but tonight, I had less hope than I had back in 1964 when I watched it all unfold on TV – [...]
Annette | April 4, 2008
Little Boy and I were discussing the collapse of the Iraqi army during the recent fighting in Basra, and he offered this bit of information:
You know, Killer, one of my buds was in Vietnam and trained the South Vietnamese. He also went to Iraq and trained their ‘National Guard’. He said they were [...]
Annette | April 4, 2008
How could it be forty years later?
It was just a moment ago, that day in 1968 when I heard the news about Martin Luther King’s assassination. It was a bad day. I was so sure that my Mother had killed him. Bad day all around.
It was autumn where I was, [...]
Annette | April 4, 2008
If you want to watch something that is simply brilliant and beautiful, go here. It is stunning.
A drowsy “thank you” to Angel for this.
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