Who do you love?

I walk 47 miles of barbed wire,
I use a cobra-snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house on the roadside,
Made from rattlesnake hide,
I got a brand new chimney made on top,
Made out of a human skull . . .

Tell me the man wasn't a poet. RIP Bo Diddley


Also RIP Yves Saint Laurent.

It was indeed a rough weekend for the arts.


Speaking of rough . . . the kiddo had his 2 month immunizations. Poor thing howled from 5:00PM to 11:00PM. I feel terrible. :-(


I rejoined Netflix. I've come to realize that there ain't no way I'm going to be able to watch movies the way I USED TO watch movies. So far I've watched dreck--Beowulf and The Transformers. Look, my argument to watch crappy blockbusters is that it's research. Besides, I spend 9 months out of the year trying to be an intellectual . . . once in awhile I like watching things blow up.

Anyway, I'm trying to figure out what I should put in my queue. Any suggestions? My range is wide.


Last week! Last week! Last week!

Oliver de la Paz