this week ny times x-word puzzle theme: national poetry month, famous quotes beginning with "Poetry is..." so we had "Poetry is.." THE DEIFICATION OF REALITY. i love the nyt. i found the seven of hearts on the ground. seven of cups really and was able to correctly recall the minor archana details vividly and without outside reference. BURY ME STANDING.
dog sitting an Alsacian Gewurtraminer or something. at least that's what i thought she said but then i'm not AKA puppy farmer.
bartoli is all alone in this. she needs to pull through and i think she will. we made t-shirts for her fans.
a broward county indian music recital. main singer's visa rejected the ny upstart fill in basically rips off Lalith Rao's Yaman tan for tan. she does it well though. the harmonium player suxs.
people have been explaining things to me this week spontaneously: satre's three states of being, the south beach flea life cycle, why they really are happy and content despite signs to the contrary.
send some love to south beach! we need it!
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