Borges in Indiana, by Michael Martone, is called to my attention by AZ, and rightfully so.
The piece is full of era-specific detail. But did Borges ever visit my hometown?
Esta verdad. En 1976, se parece. Y otra vez alrededor 1979-1980, probablemente.
Magical, real news.
I had a much longer entry here but Safari ate it when I tried to post the cool drawing I found today. The drawing is signed ‘2004 – clare.’
The longer entry gave thumbs up to the new falafel joint across from the Market on Broadway, along with sundry other things that fell in my eye today as I hurried around the Hill doing errands.
Tom Waits: MP3 archive. Bootlegs via MoFi.
Capitol Hill sports new guerrilla art: The story says that these sculptures appeared ‘last week.’ I’m pretty sure they appeared between 8pm an 11pm Sunday night, since they were not in the street when I walked to Thanh Bros at 8 but were there when I went home at about 11. I guess it’s possible I walked by them without noticing, but I kinda doubt that they were there ‘all week,’ as the story describes.
On the other hand, there were grafittied and one had a broken arm when I saw them last night, so who knows.
West Nile Virus may be the crow killer. Reporting is encouraged.
Dear God Damn Diary’s Polkapalooza, for a limited time only.
But did B^2 know about Weird Al’s tragic loss? You know, I always thought Frankie was Al’s pop. I was certainly mistaken.