fiu follies
Mucho dinero por tres amigos. No, there is no shame in Pantherville. So what they're saying to any new president is if you don't hire me, it'll cost you more money.
personals
A found short-short story from this week's South Florida Craigslist. A woman looking for a man:
Who would have known that dating would be so hard? Well it is and specially downhere in South Florida. Everyone has a past and a story and everything else. So here goes the list of things I am looking for. I am gonna get specific cause I can.
1. I want a guy between the ages of 26-33
2. White, at least five feet 10 inches
3. Someone from the south, Texas, Oklahoma, Lousiana, you know somewhere like that.
4. Loves or has dogs.
5 Likes to drink Draft beer
6. Watches football
7. Loves to travel
8. takes care of themselves-not a heavy drinker, smoker.
9. No drugs
10. has a good job that they like
11. Likes that I have a great job and is okay with that.
12. Loves funny stuff, dry humor, sarcastic and loves to laugh.
13. has a great amile and takes care of their teeth.
14. has good friends and close with their family
15.is okay with the fact that I am sometimes a handful
16. Loves to be outside and do active things
17. wakes up earily, is a morning person
18. likes kinda being a loner sometimes like me ( we can get wrapped up in our own world)
19. will not hit on my mom
20. will tell me when I am being rediculous
21.likes to watch "The Office"
22. is really lovie dovie after a few drinks.
23. wont get pissy if I smoke after I drink
24. Knows how to grill
25. Will take me to Bali
26. Knows how to dress
27. when he does get me a gift, knows me well enough to get the right one.
28. will teach me how to do stuff I dont know how to do.
29. is a great kisser
30. Wont cheat on me.
31. Will talk when something is wrong and not walk out.
33. wants kids someday...someday later on...
34. has a good last name
35. makes my friends laugh.
36. hates going to the movies
38. is romantic but not cheesey
39. goes commando!
40. likes me alot
So there are a few things I really want. If you have all of these things send me your picture and I will send you mine and we will go from there. I am cute and fun and unliek anyone you have ever met. I am just tired of meeting all the worong ones. I want someone I can stand still with....
2600 calories
The worst food in America!
"isaac"
a graphic short-short:
riverrun
James Joyce was born on this day in 1882.
"A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead." (thanks to Dave in Worcester)
john updike, 1932-2009
John Updike has died.
Seven Stanzas at Easter
Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
It was not as the flowers,
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
eyes of the eleven apostles;
it was as His flesh: ours.
The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that–pierced–died, withered, paused, and then
regathered out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping, transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mâché,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.
And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck’s quanta, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
–John Updike
talkin' books
I'm driving up to the Lewis Nordan Symposium on Thursday. The event is Friday and will be webcast and you'll be able to see it by following directions on this page. My presentation will come etween 1:15 and 2:35 (CST). You'll also be able to hear me on Sunday at 8 (EST) on Cover to Coveron Georgia Public Broadcasting. I'll be talking with Jesse Freeman about Requiem, Mass. You may be able to listen live on the computer if you don't happen to be in Georgia. If not they'll eventually post it.
sea kittens
PETA wants to rebrand fish as "sea kittens" in order to end the consumption of fish as food. Toxic George is ahead of the curve. (photo via Wonkette)
toxic george is almost gone
from Rick Amicon in Columbus, Ohio
#6
Patrick McGoohan has died. Star of the first TV show that made me think TV could be art. "I am not a number--I am a free man."
olan mills
Studio shots. There's a short story in every photo. Start writing.
w
The Neos and the damage done.
drive-by commerce
Yesterday on my walk I was strolling by the little playground/picnic area at Dania Beach, listening to my iPod and enjoying the sun and the 80 degree temperature when a man driving toward me stopped and yelled someting out the car. I took out the earphones and approached him. He had one good eye, the other white as meringue. I couldn't understand him at first. He yelled "Canada?" Our little town and nearby Hollywood are full of Canadian snowbirds. He said something else about Canada I didn't understand, and I figured he wanted to know if I was from Canada. I said, "No, soy de aqui!" figuring he was speaking Spanish. Then he pointed to a set of metal skis he had in the front seat of his car and told me, in English, he could give me a good deal on them.
2008 darwin awards
Priest wins coveted Double Darwin!
happy birthday, mr. salinger!
J. D. Salinger turns ninty on NewYear's Day. I expect he'll spend it writing. Here's a piece in today's New York Times. (thanks to Tom in Fort Myers and Dave in Westboro)
quote of the day
"We refilled our glasses with cognac, after which all things seemed possible." -- William Gerhardie
closed windows
"Our bestselling literary author hands down is John Dufresne, whose book "Louisiana Power & Light," set right here in Monroe, was a huge book all across the country. The sequel, "Deep in the Shade of Paradise," also sold well for us, as have all his books." Alas, my champions have closed up shop!