I’m sorry you lost to Bette Davis, though
I’m surprised you still have the gumption
after all these decades.
Can moving from one place to the next, as
in tiny apartments, be a kind of post-traumatic
stress disorder. Or I suppose cause such?
This was Marvin’s thought.
I don’t much like lethargy. I mean there’s a
time and a place for it. I just haven’t entered
such a space in a while. By which...the right
time and place. Although I do fantasize about
doing so quite a bit lately.
We went to the museum back in 1968. It was
a pleasant experience.
That piece on John Waters. The link I was sent.
Very informative. I remember being so grossed
out by that first movie or two I caught under
happenstance. But then.
For example, his notion of how to build a party,
one that he’s hosting. The way he explained it
was of course a bit antiquated, a bit cringy, as
we’d say, at least this year. Would we use that
word? Maybe a decade or two ago, but probably
not at the moment.
Lip-readers everywhere are put off by the word,
I’m just sure of it. There should be a word for
when someone says a word the speaker’s face
defines it one hundred percent. That’s too easy.
And has it not been proven somewhere that it’s
three or four times harder to wipe distaste off of
one’s fast than it is to do the same to an expression
of joy, or a simple smile?
