The night outside

The night outside is ringing like a bell, thanks to the grasshoppers and crickets. The night air is warmer than I am used to it, or have been used to it in past summers. The sun is down an hour earlier than it had been down at the height of summer, when I was still Continue reading The night outside

Post-heroic?

Patrick Porter, over at OxBlog, writes us a very thoughtful essay about what sort of society we live in — post-heroic, or…? Not to mention, the implications thereof, which spill over into Hollywood. OxBlog POST-HEROIC? I’ve always been a little uneasy with the notion that we in the West wage post-heroic war because we live Continue reading Post-heroic?

Late music nite

I stay up downloading some music that I didn’t think that I wanted, and forgetting how to spell anything and everything. Words are my life: I can’t life love live lie without them Watched a depressing Saving Grace, wherein Ham’s brother gets killed. Then I prepared myself for bed, only to come up with these Continue reading Late music nite