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because SDaniels asked/The Song of Tangled Hair and Horses
Gotta. Yes, thanks for posting, AG, as I think they were out of stock at my link. Powell's is great, just visited the big store in Portland over the holiday--wanted to stay in there! Of course, there is the Strand in NYC, too, and we used to have some cool places here in SD, --used to. ;(— February 6, 2010 10:37 p.m.
Starting The New "Vista Blues"...and other things.
Uh, so where are ya, LPR? Can't come in with this whole 'hey, welcome welcome, everyone--nad it's gonna be great--'cause it's new!!' then leave us standing in the foyer with our coats still on ;)— February 6, 2010 5:12 p.m.
because SDaniels asked/The Song of Tangled Hair and Horses
nan guessed: "hey...i hope it's Mammoth..a deep snow pack and skiing is just the best this winter eh??!!" That was our Xmas vacation eh! Now it's the opposite direction--to Palm Desert, land of bright pink cocktails by the turquoise pool and tawny rock hills behind--only, now we are only up to Fallbrook, swimming through a brief storm. ;)— February 6, 2010 4:01 p.m.
because SDaniels asked/The Song of Tangled Hair and Horses
re: #10: Wheeeeeeeee I'm whizzing down the freeway, with rain tap tapping on the windshield, and... Internet! Feeling like that guy on the commercial who ignores the major historical events unrolling around him, because "I've found the Internet!" Ooohh, pretty hills with giant tortoise-shaped rocks, and that lavender-green scrub that immediately identifies a So-Cal landscape. Yes, folks, I am appreciating freeway-lining scrub. Because I really needed to get out. ;) re:#11,12: Aside: I do believe that if I had a daughter, I would name her Natalynn! What a gorgeous name, combining two classics in a way that just rolls off the tongue. You have such a knack for these gentle little brush strokes, nan. A poet after me own heart. So Nanser, you are gonna trip-flip over Donna Haraway's stuff, if you get hold of any of it. I recommend Simians, Cyborgs, and Women to start, then the book linked below (Simians also accessible from the link). It really sounds like your stuff could be read seriously through the lens of Haraway's work... I have an idea: I could brush up on the postmod cyborg/women critical feminist theories, read your book, then write a review to help introduce it. I could post the review here at the Reader as a blog, and that is something you could give publishers in hard copy, too. Would not offer if I weren't totally willing to do it--have one project to finish in the next couple of weeks, then am relatively free ;) http://www.keenzo.com/showproduct.asp?ID=2201205— February 6, 2010 3:52 p.m.
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Talk about boring! Skitters immeeeediately down to basest level possible of insult. Ok, then. Let's go back to the sandbox: "From the looks of..." sluggg? Do you have special-weshial vision that allows you to see below the picture frame? Neeto! That's how you knew I just got a new pair of skinny jeans at Urban Outfitter today, then? (Keep up the mundane smacktalk, and I'll also tell you about cleaning my baseboards). Oh, and please tell me it's your x-ray vision revealing such things, because I don't care to have another stalker ;) Nah, I've got a better idea than a group jeans-raising, which is a rather odd fantasy there, smuggg: Instead, throwing another tantrum like you do in #50 would allow us to plug ya into a windmill, so you could generate enough power to keep our cocktails ice-clinking while we discuss how great the Reader is, and how unlucky smuggg is--to hate the Reader, and yet be so obsessed with it. Hey refried, does this one remind you of someone we know?— February 5, 2010 11:44 p.m.
because SDaniels asked/The Song of Tangled Hair and Horses
Hey nan, obviously, I was just going based on the excerpt you provided, which would fit in the contemporary romance genre-- Do you think it could be called science fiction? Fantasy? The genetic engineering theme is fascinating, and reminds me of all this critical feminist theory that envisions technology as it inscribes the female body (and our concepts of it) through the pills and procedures prescribed to regulate, observe, alter its regular processes...In effect, the female body becomes a place, and object upon which processes of science, like genetic engineering, become visible, and derive 'virility' through it---ah never mind, that idea would take a while to even explain to myself to satisfaction, and it is late, and I'm testing the Internet to see if I am truly "plugged in" with this portable broadband card. When I am whizzing through the mountains tomorrow, with command center here in my lap, I will know this thing is worth $59.99 a month! :) Anyway, yes--you should talk to refried.— February 5, 2010 10:48 p.m.
Hot for Pot
How the f*** are you going to sit there and tell me what I've heard Natives say and what they haven't said? No way really to call your bluff, but your constant claim that San Diegans run around referring-- in common parlance--to their city as "America's Finest" is rather suspect to those of us who are natives, or have lived a large portion of our lives here--and I can honestly say I have NEVER heard anyone, I repeat: anyone, do this in common parlance. If you aren't lying, then here's my alternate theory. It gets a little technical, so read carefully: You live where there is some signage with this phrase on it, or you just tend to notice city signage wherever you go. It gets stored in that great lumpen mass you call a cerebellum, and tends to "clot" just as red blood cells do, in the brain. So when clot breaks free, it causes Pete to go into a kind of "fit," in which he paws the ground with quickening hoofs, until he revvs up enough energy to scoot over to the keyboard and inform Reader readers that yet again, "people" have been daring to refer to San Diego as "America's Finest" again. The only other possible theory? Pete has developed voices in his head, and they are all native "San Diegans," crowding and whispering in corners of his mind. Every now and then, maybe every 45 minutes, when Pete is out walking, he stops and accosts a passerby, shouting: "What did you say?!!!!" "Nothing" says the puzzled pedestrian. "Yes! Yes you did! You said "America's Finest!" "No sir, I didn't say that. I ...didn't say a word." The pedestrian is fast backing away now, and breaks into a full run, looking over his shoulder to make sure Pete is not lumbering after him. Pete continues walking, looking into the blank horizon, and mumbling, "godamn San Diegans, and their chargeless, and their "finest." I'll show them who's FINEST!" Pete casts a glance round for cops and sees none, and relieves himself against the corner of a 7-11. "Take THAT! THAT's what I think of YOUR FINEST!" Zipping up, Pete is suddenly happier. As he walks home, there is an actual spring in his step!— February 5, 2010 2:41 p.m.
because SDaniels asked/The Song of Tangled Hair and Horses
Ok, I was checking again, because I thought that it was an actual study of genetic engineering experimentation in a res, haha! So, I am not the one to go to about publishing, but if you mosey on over to chat with refried, or message him via the Reader, he'll give you an earful. He's always got an iron in the publishing fire, and might be able to steer you in a profitable direction. How cool would it be to see you up there, stealing fire and green $ from the Danielle Steels and Jackie Collinses? You're a better writer, with a poet's purity--readers will sense that you can give them more than those delicious sexy scenes they're after. You could really revise that genre! What say? Give it a shot?— February 5, 2010 2:22 p.m.
Starting The New "Vista Blues"...and other things.
Ok, LPR, let's start off with that NEW topic of Tiger: "Perhaps Tiger's "Road To Wellville" might include a stop at Calvary Ranch, the Betty Ford Clinic, or some other place where he can confront his bete noir without distractions." Now: Questions arise, sir. Reference you the film, 'Road to Wellville,' or reference you the book upon which it is based? Fun, fun, TC Boyle-style: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Road_to_Wellville Who'd have thunk the history of breakfast cereal could be so fascinating?— February 5, 2010 2:16 p.m.
Starting The New "Vista Blues"...and other things.
My favorite quote from Eraserhead: "they're new!" Glad to see the NEW VISTA BLUES, LPR!— February 5, 2010 2:10 p.m.