ph: markos
My old g ride.
Xmas week isn't quite over yet. Thanx to my lover for an easel, my family for college monies & corporate gift cards, pav's fam for pajamas and a matching ramen bowl set for the two of us (blue and pink)...
I've been sleeping more than reading... read halfway "Kafka was the Rage: a Memoir of Greenwich Village" wear the author actually attended new skool college of social research after fighting in WW2.. and reminded me of my old dreams to live in the city and study in that program. weep weeep
Instead I picked up..
which was overall a good plot... overpopulation in Britain, so everyone is limited to one child (excess children are fined), the bible is an ancient smut book from the past, homosexuality is encouraged, contraceptives are mandatory from the Ministry of Infertility, cannibalism is a last resort when rations are out, war is a government scheme to kill off the Darwin award cases and at least make them have a proud patriotic death. Still it was a drag.
Now its Henry Miller's Quiet Days in Clichy
, which unfortunately I saw the movie first, but still a good story of erotic bohemian France from the perspective of an American man whore.
2 more weeks until I have to hit the books seriously...er.
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