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Remember that over-rated and humorless fiction writer who spat on the younger fiction writer who'd negatively reviewed (two years ago!) his latest story collection? New York magazine has a liiiiiiiiiitle descriptive squib.
posted by Red at 4:05 PM

 
Remember that New England surgeon who left a patient on the operating table while he ran out to the bank to cash a check? The Boston Globe has a biiiiiiiiig follow-up article. Thanks to Arts & Letters Daily for the link.
posted by Red at 3:58 PM

 
Not to ruin the full effect for you if you haven't already heard the song, but here are the lyrics to the theme from Queen Kong (1976):

Queen Kong
Queen Kong is the chick with all the hair
Queen Kong comes from I don't know where
Kong Kong Kong Kong Kong Kong
Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen
Queen Kong
She's a Queenie who aint weenie
She's a Queenie
Queenie Queenie for my weenie
When I'm feeling mighty spunky I want to do it with my hunky monkey
Queenie Queenie Queenie Queenie
Queen Kong Kong Kong Kong Kong
Queen Kong

Music written and performed by Pepper
Lyrics by Ronald Dobrin
Arranged by Tony Mimms

posted by Red at 7:23 PM

 
So, London, I've been asked about London. I was there from March 6th thru 13th, and the weather was great, excepting the 11th and 12th when it rained fairly much, but then that just made it more English, dinnit? Lots of legwork and Tubing and my thin dollars got sucked up by the economy of the Roman shell, and I loved every bleeding minute. Highlights included: an excellent B&B in Notting Hill (a neighborhood that more than lived up to its funky reputation -- George Orwell, Jimi Hendrix, serious reggae, The Clash, and a really first-rate slumlord -- dare you to top all that); the V&A; a Ripper walk with a fine dramatic guide; a Thomas Fehlmann concert at the ICA (too bad there wasn't any time for the Yoko Ono movies!), the Olafur Eliasson installation in the Turbine Room at the Tate Modern; the National Theatre's production of The Pillowman (with Jim Broadbent) and the Albery Theatre's production of Endgame (with Michael Gambon as Hamm); dinner at The Rules (I didn't deserve it); a day trip to Salisbury and Stonehenge; crossing the famed Zebra Walk at Abbey Road. Most moving moment: see post for March 14th, the peaceful blend of languages and people in Portobello Road. Anti-trouble.
posted by Red at 4:12 PM

 
Donald Rumsfield doing what Bush Administration officials do best in a video clip available from MoveOn.org. Please pass the link along to whomever you think might benefit from its viewing.
posted by Red at 3:26 PM

 
Still kinda tired from trans-atlantic travel and not much in the mood for typing here...for a bloody change, eh mate? But what a pleasure to've been out of the States if only for a week, out of the great swaddling, coddling bath of American self-absorption (except for my own, of course), not having to hear one fucking direct word about American politics. What a pleasure to walk along, say, Portobello Road in the Saturday crowd and scarcely hear a word of English...and while all those French, Italian, Spanish, Japanese etc. tourists mingling in the great sidewalk flow were likely chattering as inanely as anyone else on Earth, the sampling of languages was so musical and engulfing, not Babel at all but its opposite, united and agreeable, a tonic against the events of 3-11 in Madrid.
posted by Red at 10:13 AM

 
Miss me? Yeah, well, I just popped in to say that I likely won't be blogging for another while, as I'll be overseas and laptopless in about 24 hours; of course there'll be Internet cafes in the small, out-of-the-way city in which I'll be staying, but what's the point in monitor-gazing when you're on the road? In the meanwhile, lie on your back and think of me.

PS: I'm going to wear a big George Bush t-shirt so the locals will know I'm an American and love me to death.
posted by Red at 2:52 PM