Actually, Nevada Day is tomorrow, but never too early to celebrate.
Some quotes about appreciating life:
When the sun's comin up, I got cakes on the griddle,
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle,
Thank God I'm a Country Boy!
Just like Michael Haverty!
So I do the same now, & so do my kids & grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, & exclaim or murmer or think at some point, "If this isn't nice, I don't know what is."
-Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (2005). I'm planning on sending this book to Barbara Lee, Berkeley's representative, & Nancy Pelosi, when they win next week, especially if Pelosi is the new House Speaker. He says our country has been taken over by people without consciences. Because of our government, one of America's great writers in his old age has given up on the human race, like Twain & Einstein before they died, & now Hawking! I also plan on sending Richard Pombo (R-Stockton) an e-mail saying "I hope you die poor!" Can I get arrested for that?
"O no no I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty!"
I question not my corporeal or vegetative eye any more than I would question a window concerning a sight. I look thru it & not with it.
-William Blake, A Vision of the Last Judgment.
You know, I just went with "Brian Aha" (Cuban guy I lived with in Slonim 11) to a Halloween party full of gay lawyers, & you were the first person he asked about. I guess you impress a certain fine film on people's memories. Ah memory, my theme, that wingéd host that soared about me...
-Professor Veen, in Nabokov's Ada or Ardor.
Well, a happy 27th to you & 145th to Nevada!
Peace & Love,
Sounds like a lovely way to spend the quarter century mark. While being around others is great fun, I
always need a little time for reflection when I round anoter year. I believe I celebrated with a bellini
that night, which is a mimosa except with peach juice. From what I can remember twenty five was swell. In
fact, it was my first time as an adult in San Fran... Speaking of that lovely city, if we had the resources
and a job waiting we would move there in a second. While perhaps we saw only a portion of the city, and
spent way too much money on the amazing food and drink, I can imagine it could be just as lovely on a
smaller budget. That said, as we were dreaming of moving there, a new Walmart opened in Oakland and
there was an article about the throngs of fairly educated folk beating down the door trying to get a
job. But we did love the city, saw lots of performances, went to the Asian, modern and mechanical
toy museums, ah, it was incredible. That said, I think I have decided not to attend grad school, which
makes the possibility of moving there even slimmer. I'm actually fairly happy in this city and we've
finally started finding a place in the arts community here.
I'm in a show right now at the Center (for puppetry arts) which is incredible fun. I'm part of a piano
trio of sorts for the show and we get to play and sing great music but also create some of the foley and
narrate the stories. We perform Mr. Ghost Goes to Town, The Blob!, Danse Macabre, Funeral March of the
Marionettes, the great song from the 1920s called "Creepy" among others.
So you're singing sacred harp? We performed a few songs in that tradition for Michael adaptation of
Gilgamesh. He's singing in a group regularly here so we went to the Southeastern conference. The sound was
just incredible. Have you seen the documentary? It's called Awake my Soul: the Story of the Sacred Harp.
It's a little low budget but tells the history of the music and the southern tradition quite nicely,
although they do point out a few too many times that the form defies any classical notion of musical
Well, I should go as I need to start the day. Before my call tonight we're going to the last weekend of the
Lakewood junk/antiques fair. It's this incredibly huge fair set on an old fairground in the middle of
the city quite near our house. You can find pretty much anything there. They are tearing the beautiful
and quirky location down to make way for condos. I hope you the best for your 25th year.
(I've kept my last name because I am quite fond of it
and Michael seemed to have no objections. So,
officially, I guess I'm Mrs. Jarvis, although when you
attach the Mrs. it sounds rather odd...)
Maude and the Triangle of Death