- Way of the Puck (no The): brilliant movie. I was most interested in Mark, a man who seems to equate air hockey with everything in life, and the brilliant analysis of what it all means by the psychologist guy (sorry I am at a loss for name right now, and he has a blog--find it at Sleepy E's). Analysis of what it all means. Even though it is a rough cut, Sleepy has spun together an interesting cast of people, and the narrative flow, although not dirrect, carries one through to some great conversation about what it is to be 1) human 2) male 3) alive.
- Theodore Roethke. I really want to write about him. I proclaimed him the best poet of the 20th century, afterall.
It is quiet and cool here on the porch. I hear traffic far off on the highway. It is a lot like the sound of a freight train moving through a sedate green valley at midnight: the sound of movement over there, but not here. Never here. I like that.