Al-Jimzeera Talking Points
* They've lost 15 words meaning snow already. And they will be paid in herring.
* See? I'm not the only celebutante that has trouble with commitment. It's tough for us to love...
* Maybe Iran could donate all the money they give to terrorists to buy a new Israel in Europe. Iran's new president makes Kim Jong Il look like Churchill.
* OK, we don't actually do the torture ourselves. We leave the room to get coffee while the waterboarding is getting done. We go to the gym the hour that the car battery and the kiddie pool comes out. Wink wink. God, Europe is so gullible. By the way: Harold Pinter's really mad at himself, not us.
* Renteria's been traded to Atlanta. Paging Nomar Garciaparra. Unless they're *that* high on Dustin Pedroia. What will the Red Sox infield look like come opening day? Lowell, Pedroia, Loretta, Youkilis? Whoa doctor. Update: Lowell, Cabrera, Loretta, Frank Thomas? Lowell, Garciaparra, Loretta, new guy prospect?
* Any reports back from the Fence $50 Lili Taylor fundraiser? I strangely wasn't invited (haw) and I'm curious if good times were had and there is gossip worth slinging (PAGE JIM!). Does Nick Flynn want to be known as some character actor's plus one? I did like the title of his memoir, I think he's an OK poet, but I wouldn't pay $50 to hear poems come out of the tip of Tom Cruise's dick. Well, maybe I would. My own recent elbow-rubbing adventure with a frankly gorgeous semi-celebrity (during poetic semi-collision) left me a little cold. In the future we will all be famous enough to be mentioned in Drew Gardner poems. (He got me good last night. My Koch bottle looked like "Chewbacca with [my] glasses on." Ha.) The only thing the famous have that we want? A good story to tell later. That and $50 will get your boobs on the cover. I did offer up my services to balance the ledger, to pose naked on the cover of FENCE. For the delight of the ladies. No word yet.
* In other entertainment news, I just got a form e-mail, I will not be in the cast of "The Monastary" on The Learning Channel. Good luck to those that are. I've enjoyed reading Christian mystics, though, and will probably keep on keeping on. My favorite so far is St. Teresa's WAY OF PERFECTION--a book about how to be a good nun. The new edition wipes the implicit anti-semitism of the text (It is still gaspworthy to see it in the notes, like, whoa! Simmer down there, Saint!). Also looking forward to CLOUD OF UNKNOWING and DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL. It's like listening to the Louvin Brothers sing gospel, it's nice to hear somebody *else* believing. In two-part harmonies.
Al-Jimmy Update: From the adorable Philadelphian:
i have The Cloud of Unknowing and Other Works
in my purse. the first sentence in the prologue is, "I
charge and beg you, with all the strength and
power that love can bring to bear, that whoever
you may be who possess this book (perhaps you
own it, or are keeping it, carrying it, or borrowing
it) you should, quite freely and of set purpose,
neither read, write, or mention it to anyone, nor
allow it to be read, written, or mentioned by
anyone unless that person is in your judgement
really and wholly determined to follow Christ
perfectly."
Which shows you that I don't read prologues.
* See? I'm not the only celebutante that has trouble with commitment. It's tough for us to love...
* Maybe Iran could donate all the money they give to terrorists to buy a new Israel in Europe. Iran's new president makes Kim Jong Il look like Churchill.
* OK, we don't actually do the torture ourselves. We leave the room to get coffee while the waterboarding is getting done. We go to the gym the hour that the car battery and the kiddie pool comes out. Wink wink. God, Europe is so gullible. By the way: Harold Pinter's really mad at himself, not us.
* Renteria's been traded to Atlanta. Paging Nomar Garciaparra. Unless they're *that* high on Dustin Pedroia. What will the Red Sox infield look like come opening day? Lowell, Pedroia, Loretta, Youkilis? Whoa doctor. Update: Lowell, Cabrera, Loretta, Frank Thomas? Lowell, Garciaparra, Loretta, new guy prospect?
* Any reports back from the Fence $50 Lili Taylor fundraiser? I strangely wasn't invited (haw) and I'm curious if good times were had and there is gossip worth slinging (PAGE JIM!). Does Nick Flynn want to be known as some character actor's plus one? I did like the title of his memoir, I think he's an OK poet, but I wouldn't pay $50 to hear poems come out of the tip of Tom Cruise's dick. Well, maybe I would. My own recent elbow-rubbing adventure with a frankly gorgeous semi-celebrity (during poetic semi-collision) left me a little cold. In the future we will all be famous enough to be mentioned in Drew Gardner poems. (He got me good last night. My Koch bottle looked like "Chewbacca with [my] glasses on." Ha.) The only thing the famous have that we want? A good story to tell later. That and $50 will get your boobs on the cover. I did offer up my services to balance the ledger, to pose naked on the cover of FENCE. For the delight of the ladies. No word yet.
* In other entertainment news, I just got a form e-mail, I will not be in the cast of "The Monastary" on The Learning Channel. Good luck to those that are. I've enjoyed reading Christian mystics, though, and will probably keep on keeping on. My favorite so far is St. Teresa's WAY OF PERFECTION--a book about how to be a good nun. The new edition wipes the implicit anti-semitism of the text (It is still gaspworthy to see it in the notes, like, whoa! Simmer down there, Saint!). Also looking forward to CLOUD OF UNKNOWING and DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL. It's like listening to the Louvin Brothers sing gospel, it's nice to hear somebody *else* believing. In two-part harmonies.
Al-Jimmy Update: From the adorable Philadelphian:
i have The Cloud of Unknowing and Other Works
in my purse. the first sentence in the prologue is, "I
charge and beg you, with all the strength and
power that love can bring to bear, that whoever
you may be who possess this book (perhaps you
own it, or are keeping it, carrying it, or borrowing
it) you should, quite freely and of set purpose,
neither read, write, or mention it to anyone, nor
allow it to be read, written, or mentioned by
anyone unless that person is in your judgement
really and wholly determined to follow Christ
perfectly."
Which shows you that I don't read prologues.
posted by Jim Behrle at 16:56
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