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• What time did you get up this morning?

7:15 PST. Birds atwitter; starlings in the rosemary. Moved the car. Noted absence of newspaper on front porch. Ate nuts and dried fruit.

• Diamonds or pearls?

Diamonds in my teeth, pearls round my neck.

• What was the last film you saw at the cinema?

"Dave Chapelle's Block Party" Four stars

• What is your favorite TV show?

No TV for me. I have enjoyed "I, Claudius," "Family Feud," and "Bigtime Wrestling."

• What did you have for breakfast?

Chorizo, ham, and a cheese omelette.

• What is your middle name?

Ross Applesauce

• What is your favorite cuisine?

Salad

• What food do you dislike?

Innards, Brussels sprouts, 臭豆腐, Coca Cola, 7 Up, scotch, bottled salad dressing, foie gras

• What is your favorite potato chip?

Kettle brand rippled with salt and pepper in the big bag

• What is your favorite CD at the moment?

Manze & Egarr playing Mozart sonatas; Sinead singing reggae; Salif Keita's "Moffou"

• What kind of car do you drive?

Red Honda Civic

• Favorite sandwich?

BLAT or Reuben

• What characteristics do you despise?

Lack of critical thinking

• What are your favorite clothes?

My Bottes Sauvages, my fox hat, my Tibetan coat, my Glen plaid Peter Tilton suit, my 826 Valencia t-shirt, my OP shorts w/ many velcro closures, socks my mom knitted for me

• If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you
go?

1988 Ubud

• What color is your bathroom?

Off-white and gold chrome

• Favorite brand of clothing?

None

• Where would you want to retire to?

A city inhabited by beloved friends and family

• Favorite time of day?

Sunset

• Where were you born?

Children's Hospital in San Francisco

• Favorite sport to watch?

Tennis

• Coke or Pepsi?

No

• Are you a morning person or night owl?

Not really

• Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everyone?

My opera proceeds apace.

• What did you want to be when you were little?

A private dick.

• What is a favorite childhood memory?

Roof jumping with Teddy and Michael

• What are the different jobs you have had in your life?

Volunteer aquarist at Steinhart, clerical librarian at Regenstein, espressist at Espresso Yourself, counter guy at Mr. Soup, pasta maker and driver at Auntie Pasta, English teacher, journalist, driver for Super Shuttle, photocopy guy at IBM, research assistant, teaching assistant, editor, writer

• Nicknames?

Mule, Shazam, Shasm, Applesauce, Ginger Lemon Creme

• Any piercings?

No

• Eye color?

Brown

• Ever been to Africa?

No but possibly to the Cape later this year

• Ever been toilet papering?

No

• Been in a car accident?

Once while Mom was driving, twice while I was driving, once while Dave Crane was driving

• Favorite day of the week?

No

• Favorite restaurant?

Pasta Linea

• Favorite flower?

Dutchman's pipe, Eschscholzia californica, peonies, Calypso bulbosa

• Favorite ice cream?

Maggie Mudd asphalt

• Favorite fast food restaurant?

A potsticker place in Yonghe halfway between Jennifer's rooftop apartment and my unfurnished suite

• Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?

Caves Augé

• Bedtime?

Highly variable. Generally before midnight.

• Last person(s) you went to dinner with?

Won Sun and Steffen

• What are you listening to right now?

Sweet silence

• What is your favorite color?

Paisley

• How many tattoos do you have?

None

• Who sent the e-mail message you got before this one?

Colby

Losers

In Elgin's case, his nose. In Nelson's, his eye, his teeth, his arm.

Where would we be?

My friends and I lean very heavily on certain words and turns of phrase. We all use the word "actually" far too much. Second place goes to "essentially," the hot new adverb that Levon and MiJin use as frequently as they draw breath. When I was young it was "obviously," a word many of my friends and all my family members would have paid to have amputated from my glossary. We begin questions with "so" and we try to summon conversational inspiration with the ritual words "but" and "um." Some need five false starts to get through a sentence. Others would be speechless if deprived of certain formulations. I loathe "Be well." It's even worse than "Take care," which I first heard from Don Lindgren (of New York State) in 1981, long before it became current in California. To the next bozo who orders me to "be well" I'm going to reply, "Be swell." Meaning swollen like Augustus Gloop.

Dessert of terrorists

Detainee ate one Hostess Cupcake with interrogation team.

Passing fancy

I'm thinking of becoming a mushroom. Or a toadstool.

San Francisco Ballet-Robbins Program

Dreaming, a young dancer on the sunny floor of a dance salle. He contracts, stretches, rises—the flute has summoned him. While he dances, hips forward, another dancer enters the practice room. She is young, flirtatious, utterly narcissistic. Whenever he catches her aloft she tosses her long black hair and stares into the mirror that lies somewhere between her and us.

Yuan Yuan Tan (譚元元) dances the role of the nymph in San Francisco Ballet's first staging of Jerome Robbins's "Afternoon of a Faun." Who cares who dances the faun's part?

Diet of terrorists

Detainee is offered a fish sandwich, French fries, coke and a yogurt parfait.

(see http://tinyurl.com/q8jl6)

Weather report

Rain hurried down
Then all was sunny
Now a gentle breeze
Reminds me

"Brokeback Mountain"

To understand what Ennis Del Mar feels for Jack Twist, you need to smell the blood on their shirts. It's not only the blood of cowboys thrown by spooked horses, of husbands protecting their wives from disrespectful scum (and themselves from the implication that they are not manly enough to silence lowlifes), of sheep ripped apart by prowling wolves, it's also the blood of every queer man and women killed by thugs unleashed by Bible-thumping TV and radio evangelists. It's the blood that passes turbulently from father to son, that marks a father's daughter as chattel exchanged for a promise to submit, to give in to the father and yield to him the knife that slices through the animal's dead body. To understand Ennis you need to see that a certain way of squaring the shoulders and a reliance on very few words could make the difference between being hung dead on a barbed wire fence and surviving until cancer gets you. To understand Ennis you need to see why he lifts his hand against his wife. The blood on their shirts is the blood they shed so that they would be taken for men, not queers. And the same blood marked the unspoken oath that both swore as they began their retreat from Brokeback Mountain.

Dream

I would like to wake tomorrow and find that America is home to a large indigenous population of echidnas.

Walken on air

Three and a half minutes of pure joy. http://www.astralwerks.com/fbs/woc/

Where the cow goes

Her blood: plywood adhesives, fertilizer, fire extinguisher foam, dyes

Her fat: plastics, tires, crayons, cosmetics, lubricants, soaps, detergents, cough syrup, ink, shaving ream, fabric softeners, synthetic rubber, jet engine lubricants, textiles, corrosion inhibitors, metal-machining lubricants

Her bones: for refining sugar and making ceramics, cleaning and polishing compounds

Her collagen: yogurt, matches, bank notes, cardboard glue, paper

Nature

That which is not man's creation is natural. An elephant on the rampage is natural. A mudslide is natural. Countless extinctions are natural.

Man did not invent rape: it is natural. Same-sex sex is common among many species: it is natural. Violence and aggression are natural.

Man's aggression is natural, unless it is an aggression aimed at plants and animals and soil and water and air, in which case it is anti-natural.

Cats are curious; curiosity is natural.

The "Cesar" Trilogy

The appeal of the three movies based on Marcel Pagnol's popular plays is their local flavor, the marvelous physical acting of Raimu, Fernand Charpin, Paul Dullac and Alida Rouffe, and the irresistible story of love and war between the generations in 1930s Marseilles. "Marius," "Fanny" and "Cesar" are the most delightful movies ever made.

Alice Waters named her restaurants after two of the characters from the movies.

The Philosopher of Life

Along the beach you watch for crabs,
Sideways thoughts that give you hope
In a desert zone licked by not yet
Saltless water, thick enough to tread on.

I am studying you studying her:
Your wife, by lamplight,
Tired of her home.

They comfort you, the homely crabs,
Catching the stick you extend,
Their sidelong society your balm.

Nature

Are human beings natural? Are cities natural? Is it natural to kill? Is it natural to ignore the suffering of strangers? What is the relation between ethics and nature? What should dictate the form that ethics take? How do we determine what's dictated by genetic predispositions? Should political decisions have anything to do with ethics?

What is the relation between happiness and contact with wild places? What is the relationship between unhappiness and intense urbanization? Why is there such a tension between industry and nature?

Under what circumstances is killing justified? What is the difference between killing a human being and killing a chimpanzee? Is there a difference between killing an infant and killing an aged person? Is it permissible to kill nonhuman animals?

Top of the pops

American Music Club "San Francisco"
The Band "Music from Big Pink"
The Beatles "Abbey Road"
The Beautiful South "Miaow"
The Clash "London Calling"
Elvis Costello "My Aim Is True"
Joni Mitchell "Blue"/"Hejira"
Randy Newman "Sail Away"
Prefab Sprout "Steve McQueen"
Jonathan Richman "Jonathan Richman & the Modern Lovers"
The Roches "Keep on Doing"
Rolling Stones "Beggars Banquet"
Rufus Wainwright eponymous

When it's late and I'm not quite awake

That's when there is faint music, a sense of longing, and the tug of recollections. I rouse myself, move to the front windows, look out on silent streets. And am wonderfully solitary.

Clementines

Some people know I love clementines. This is why Ken Olsen is a man I admire. He grows clementines and other things on his twenty acres in Lindsay, California.The clementines he grows are magnificent and I bought five pounds last Saturday from the woolly-haired guy who helps out at Ken's Ferry Plaza stand.

Ken educated me about the soft spots and the black spots one sometimes finds on his fruit. But I can't remember the details.

Crucifiction

I am back.