1. The New Editor wants to know, “Who’s Your Favorite ‘Chickenhawk’”? I went with Ben Franklin, largely for the combination pot-bellied stove and bi-focals thing—though I was very close to going with John Jay, who anticipated Chuck Schumer, calling him “an insufferable prick” (Federalist #64). Plus, legend has it he could drink like an Irish soccer hooligan. 2. Dig yourself some free speech? Then consider signing this letter supporting Oriana
July 2, 2006
July 2, 2006
not that you’d be at all interested in this, but here are the movies I plan to watch this holiday weekend in lieu of serious political blogging (from the protein wisdom space filler series)
On the shelf and waiting for me to spin them (in no particular order): 1) Syriana 2) Kiss Kiss Bang Bang 3) The Culpepper Cattle Company 4) American Me 5) Naked 6) The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada 7) Cache (Hidden) 8) Freeze Frame 9) Stay 10) Songwriter If you’ve seen any of these and wish to post capsule reviews, have at it. If you haven’t seen them, go ahead
July 2, 2006
The “If bagels grew on trees, my dear” poem
for my wife If bagels grew on trees, my dear, I’d pluck you a nice fresh poppy and onion and smear it with cream- cheese and chives. But since bagels have never grown on trees, can I maybe trouble you to fix me a delicious Spanish omelet — easy on the potatoes? —Sunday, July 2, 9:33 AM
July 2, 2006
red pills found behind the sofa cushions, existential logistics edition
Picked up a bottle of Herradura Seleccion Suprema and 2 limes, which I’ve cut into sixteen wedges and placed in an earthen bowl next to some kosher salt and a frosted apéritif glass. I figure if I use my time wisely, I can cram 100 Years of Solitude into three, maybe four hours. From there—a straight shot to the meaning of life. Wish me luck. Because truth be told, better