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The Mother and the Whore [1973] 

1. “If I try, I can say the maximum of nonsense in the minimum of time.”
2. The bottle of “smooth” liquor that Alexandre and his friend pass around is Jack Daniel’s.
3. The walls and floors of the apartment. Scuff marks, gray stripes of grime on the lower half of the door. A door that’s obviously been battered both by furniture being moved in and out repeatedly and also by people’s shoes, kicking it. Brown flooring that looks like dirty felt. It’s anyone’s guess what it would all look like in color.

Heaven help me, but tonight I’m going to go see The Mother and the Whore. It’s a masterpiece, and I haven’t seen it. And it’s 215 minutes long.

We spent the first two days of our long weekend cleaning the apartment. We emptied the vacuum cleaner five times. We’re now living in a shiny, glossy, sterile(-seeming) apartment. We’ve watched a variety of films this weekend, and tonight we’re going to watch Marie Antoinette. We’ve had several cocktails this weekend. We’ve had pizza two nights in a row and tonight we’ll be having it again. We’ve sort of spent today doing our own thing, which has involved a lot of time with our respective laptops. We both have to go back to work tomorrow.

Uh oh. I’ve come to the conclusion that my new workplace is one of those buildings that is feezing year round. Especially in the summer, due to hyperactive air conditioing. I swear, if I had a little space heater in my cubicle right now I would have it turned on. My friend Dan, who’s also a coworker, told me today that he keeps a ragged sweater in his office to wear while he’s working. Yes, it’s going to be Rob As Mr. Rogers: I’ll come in each morning, sing a little welcome song and put on a sweater.

My review of Recount

Take it from Neil Young:

The world on a string
doesn’t mean a thing
it’s only real in the way
that I feel from day to day

 via my pal at Optimist Club

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