“Man is like a candle. He must radiate life by burning himself” – Deathsport
Saturday would have been Roger Corman’s 100th birthday and the Dryden Theatre showed a double feature of Deathrace 2000/Deathsport. Paul Bartel directed D2k, which makes it highly recommended. Deathsport was funny for different reasons.
Coffee and weird tea with RJ
In Las Juntas y Los Veranos. One of our favorite places which I happened to write about for that poetry duel with Mike Ennenbach. My poem, 26 Weeks, will be out in late May, though it was about raising mezcal yesterday. Suzanne took great pictures, especially when we needed a steady hand upstairs at the mezcaleria.
PV, where everyone comes out to watch the sun set.
The sun is peeking out and Dr. John is singing Tipitina on shuffle play. It’s another week and these are my current reads from Liz Hand, Ian Rankin and Werther Dell’edera, Amanda Headlee, and Levitt/Dubner. Hopefully, a couple will be reviewed for Uncomfortably Dark Disciples this month.
The parade (with Aaron Brendze Brownlie playing with Prime Time Brass) was on Saturday so I braved the cold in the green scarf which Suzanne knitted (she’d be pleased to know how many people stopped me to compliment it).
I had to stop somewhere between Philadelphia and Chapel Hill, so this time I checked out Elizabeth City on the Pasquotank River. Water again.
On a day of emotional whiplash which I’ll blame on Kimya Dawson, Bob Dylan, How to Get to Heaven from Belfast, and Stonewall Kitchen (in no particular order), these are my current reads from Muriel Spark, Mignola/Fegredo, Stephen Kozeniewski – Author, and Stephen Jay Gould (this year’s spring training baseball book). Hopefully, a couple will be reviewed for Uncomfortably Dark Disciples this month.
