remuemenage

My apartment's chilly. Computer loves it, plants could take it, or leave it. Me, I need warmth. Heat. Energy.

Wistfully,
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I have not seen Elephant. I was intrigued and repulsed by the reviews I read. Perhaps I should give it a go?

comment a qu'esce qui se passe? rien..tout va super bien et toi?

No it's actually from her POST album.

Mechanical engineering and Latin, arf! You the greatest Mr Mnage!

What college is in rural Maine anyway?

I can't begin to imagine what it feels like to live in the US post-election.

The 'sight' is a lesser thing without your bad self, Mr Mnage. Come back to the fold, you know you want to...

And still he's absent, yet still not grey...
Your page is an interesting yardstick for me, cos it allows me to see how frequently I have an opportunity to visit every name on my friends list.
About every month and a half, by the looks of things.

I want details on the u-haul fender-bender and the explosion of negative energy...

Good to have you back.

hola.

many happy returns of the day

sure you can crash at my place after the party, but i can't offer any bedspace...i'll have blankies and pillows. you are def invited if u wanna come

One is not forced to read the Genealogy of Morals, Sir, one is compelled...

As for Emily Dickinson:
'I'd rather recollect a setting
Than own a rising sun
Though one is beautiful forgetting
And true the other one'

I've actually never read any Emily Dickinson, and got this quote out of a book on Jean-Luc Godard. Do you have a favourite Dickinson verse?

I feel kind of bashful asking this, but hey, maybe we should be Friends or something...

what have you been reading lately?

Thanks so much for your description of the crab boat - you're really painting a picture. But, question:

'neoprene braces on our forearms to keep our tendons together'

- what, your tendons were in danger of... coming apart???

And you were working 16 hours a day? Jesus. Sounds a bit like my job!

But don't worry about telling me your life story - that's what I'm here for.
Where did you go in Alaska, when you went back to be a coast guard? How come you left? I see you're now in Maine, is that like the civilised alternative to Alaska?

I've never been (to Alaska; I have actually been to Maine: there's a photo of me somewhere at the Eastern most point of the USA) - it's a fantasy, but a treasured one.

These stories get better! - 'the toughest bar in the world'

Have you read Drop City by T.C. Boyle? It's about this hippy community from California in the late sixties who get moved on by the police (or should I say, the Man) and decide to move to Alaska. It's great, and full of stories a bit like yours. Plus, despite being kind of a satire on hippy ideals and that whole era, it also has a real sympathy for its characters and a healthy sense of what was good and valuable about that time/those people. Beautifully written as well ~ thoroughly recommended, what!

With salsa.

I hate birds.

I am in awe of your Alaskan crab-catcher escapades. In awe. Would you like to describe in minute detail how you butchered these crabs? I'm not really a crustacea-sadist, I'm just trying to picture it. What did it smell like? Were there any women on board?

I like your approach to 'borrowing' books from Borders. This is the only way to treat multinationals: with contempt. That's how they treat us, so we should return it in kind.

Interesting choice of actors, although I'm afraid to say I've always had a bit of a problem with both Peter Sellers and Catherine Deneuve (for different reasons, obviously). Seems we really can't agree about the movies!