wine, which keeps me running at a dizzying pace,
and so- I am always sure to spend my free days with dear friends-
laughing late into the night with beautiful wine, stiff drinks
(usually only appreciated by old men), and humor that would horrify
your mother- depending (of course) on her constitution. As a clear
result, I relish slow mornings sipping strong coffee and poring
over the paper... often with furious, mostly quiet exclamations of
disdain for the state of the world. I genuinely do my best to live
with depth and clarity- albeit with a bit of levity in liberal
doses as well.
kindness and wit. Yelling at cars in traffic. Beating people at
their own game. Making a perfect manhattan. Walking for miles in
shoes made by sadists. Finding the perfect turn of phrase for
articulating things exactly how I need to. Now I need to be able to
do it just as well en Français. I'm resourceful on my worst days
and filled with ingenuity on my best ones.
Bill Callahan, Sidney Bechet, Hindi Zahra, Grand Hallway, Devendra Banhart, Velvet Underground, Chet Baker, Fleet Foxes, Neutral Milk Hotel, Philip Glass, Peggy Lee, Nick Cave...
Strawberries with cardamom.