last week, i got to meet one of my idols, and it got me thinking that i’ve been rather fortunate in my life to have met a lot of the people about whom i’ve been most enthusiastic. when i think back on the people by whom i have been most influenced – writers, musicians and artists… i’ve done pretty well to have been in the same space with some of them and not ended up with restraining orders or psychological evaluations.
Right now I’m getting ready to take Hans to the vet. He’s found a quiet place to hide and rest – which is a huge improvement over how he has been spending his time over the past two days. He has been pacing around in circles in the basement groaning softly.
I love Superman. I love the idea and the story of Superman. I don’t love Superman because he’s the strongest, most indestructable, fastest flying hero ever imagined since God… only self-absorbed douchebags love him for that reason. I love him for the weighty challenges that the idea of Superman creates and how those ideas relate to the human condition in a unique way. This post is another in the category of “no one should read this except for me”, but considering this month of June 2013 has seen Superman return to the movie theatres in Man of Steel, and marks the 75th anniversary of his first published appearance, now is pretty much the right time for me to pen these thoughts (for my own edification). Continue reading
first of all, this post is not intended to be read by anyone but myself, even though i’ve made it available to everyone on the internet. you may read it (or try to read it) if you like, but i expect that it will be too long and boring for anyone other than myself, or my darling girlfriend who has been an immeasurable comfort, to bother with. but for me, one week ago i had a seemingly happy, healthy, beautiful, elderly pet and very suddenly she is gone. i have so many thoughts about gretel pechtol that i want to remember when this week is past and this is eulogy, biography and catharsis all rolled into one. Continue reading