Where was I on the night of Thursday, January 3, 2019? At home. Got home late from work. Declined an invitation to go to the gym. Wanted to just make some tea, chill, read. Only had a couple hours to myself to just do nothing in particular. At about midnight, I had one last cigarette,... Continue Reading →
“Il y a sur la boule terrestre une foule innombrable, innomée, dont le sommeil n’endormirait pas suffisament les souffrances. Le vin compose pour eux des chants et des poèmes.”[1] -Charles Baudelaire, Paradis Artificiels About a month or two ago, when winter began really to show itself in the Midwest, my circle of friends and I... Continue Reading →
Recently, with an Amazon gift card from a generous employer, I purchased the $40.00 book Sexe et Mensonges (La Vie Sexuelle Au Maroc) by the slender and sexy author Leila Slimani (there should be an umlaut in her first name), published in 2017. I expected it to be similar to Sex and the Citadel by... Continue Reading →
I watched Stanley Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket recently for the second time. The first time I watched it was more than a decade ago at least, so my second viewing was almost like seeing it for the first time. I did, of course, have vague memories of the training sequences and I remembered Private Pyle... Continue Reading →
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