Incredibly neat to me, after having read it, to learn that Kohlhaas was a historical person ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Kohlhaas), that Marthin Luther actually did attempt to intercede, and even cooler, that Kohlhaas was out doing direction actions for 8 years to get justice before the state got him (and broke him on the wheel, yikes)
The ebay search paid off and I was able to buy a pair of out-of-production pants identical to ones I already own (noticing as I post this that I’m wearing the original pair right now) for next to nothing because I like the pair I have and want them to live forever and this is one way to cheat commodity death. huzzah.
Telling a friend about 4, 3, 2, 1 over dinner, I said it was romantic and lovely, if you didn’t mind new yorkers in love with new york, ellis island through the 60s, the anti-war movement, and all that shit we’ve heard so much about, which I did not mind.
Later, while my kid was eating pizza and getting sauce two inches up both cheeks, I asked him to fold it in half and the guy at the next table who’d overheard me laughed and said "I’m from New York and it’s really like all of that, you know”
Loved it, spent most of my spare time since I started it with it, will miss it, probably missed a lot in it.
Figure 2. The paperback cover as I read it - lower-case individually-placed stencil letters on an uneven baseline, the author’s name in blue sky atop the title in rust or flame orange, all over flat navy blue.
4 3 2 1 was full of writers learning the trade from other writers and hundreds of books are mentioned. I’m sure I’ll thumb through it for more suggestions but this one was the first I chose.
I think probably best to go in completely without any idea what it is beyond: german, written early 1800s, takes place in the 1500s, and Kafka, of all people liked it a lot.
Figure 4. The paperback cover as I read it - just over 100 pages (slim!), an illustrated figure wearing a cloak leans against a broad sworn with one foot extended, hand to chin, only there is no chin (and no head), over a green to red to green gradient. The book title atop and author’s name below in gothic script.
Figure 1. bernal heights from the west side of mission street between 26th and caesar chavez, 7:40AM, clear blue skies, but the heights are shrouded in fog from the west.
Youtube is so great for guitar players. Via Norman’s Rare Guitars “Guitar of the Day”, in addition to the hosts, I got into Josh Smith, and from Josh to Bruce Foreman, and also from Josh to Greg Koch.
Got a ticket to finally see Bruce Foreman in three weeks at the Keys Jazz Bistro, hell yeah.
Up all night worrying that we haven’t begun design let alone construction of a thousand foot tall colossus (my preferred design is a phoenix looking west) atop earthworks in the san francisco bay, which, as a long term serious thinker, is my only political issue
“there are only one shelter bed for every 15 people sleeping on the streets and some judge has the nerve—” Shut up! Shut up! What about the colossus?!
