Friday, November 23, 2001
Radiant roasted, Crappucinno or chunky monkey? The bean is passed through the poo of a monkey. In a blind taste test at the world famous Tavern on the Green Restaurant diners agree "It's the best coffee I've ever tasted. It smells musty, but it roasts up real nice."

"GLSEN is seeing many GLBT youth who refuse to suffer in silence," he said. "Across the country, they are finding many creative ways to make sure their own voices are heard in the schools." Gay youth billboards jolt southern city.

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Thursday, November 22, 2001
Reflection on fragments of an identical world. Thanksgiving Day with Pierre Bonnard.'You told me that you had seen some of Vermeer's pictures: you must have realized that they're fragments of an identical world, that it's always, however great the genius with which they have been re-created, the same table, the same carpet, the same woman' (Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time, V, Captive)

Understand that there is exists this, the recording, mapping, dating cataloging which takes place within the digital format. I think very little of how 'archival' it may be, as I am casual about my entries, yet hopeful. Then there are letters and notes to myself in sketchbooks, with words like 'dark', 'pleasant', 'bright', 'depressed black dog' or 'shaky'. Apart from the occasional phone number, grocery list, minus the calendar, there is very little evidence of social contact. These silent reflections are sufficient, a reminder of the day. 'The artist who paints the emotion creates an enclosed world-the picture- which, like a book, has the same interest no matter where it happens to be. Such an artist, we may imagine, spends a great deal of time doing nothing but looking, both around him and inside him.'* Part two: To show what one sees when one enters a room all of a sudden. Assimilation is lustre and multiple contrasts guarantee scintillation, writing creates 'moir�' effects. I avoid discussing theories, by accident or by design, they don't interest me, perhaps I believe like Proust that a work in which the theory is visible is like an object which displays its price-tag. I record, I sleep, I dream, not about where I have been, but where I am going, I never underestimate the power of the unexpected impression.

*the asterikos that appears after the quote above is a strange attempt at a citation, which means that the idea contained within is partially excerpted from 'Comoedia' 10 April, 1943. Pierre Bonnard was asked to write a few lines on La Peinture Francais d'aujourd'hui. nuff said.

Late fall but sunny and warm, pleasant enough for a gang of boys to play an annual game of tackle football in the field by the church of Saint Rocco's. A lone girl waits hanger-on style for her muddy boyfriend or brother. I hope to not spill sweet potato puree with buttered pecans, or the lemon mousse with raspberry sauce inside my new car. Annual dinner at my sister's who sets the traditional Thanksgiving Day spread. Her artist/author/public radio dj husband makes for great conversation and music. We all take turns entertaining at the piano, drinking cider and laughing at the tinkle and baubles. Everything sparkles and the room vibrates as we race through a quick grace and eat heartily. I tease at my niece and harass their Boston Terrier, who is most lovable and clever. The din lowers and we all settle after desserts for a lay around and listen to some old Woody Herman records. Thankful.



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Wednesday, November 21, 2001
Wake up, the pooch is staring at me with those big brown eyes, take me out, feed me and routine becomes a morning blur. I wonder why they produce books on the history of Jello-O, including the bit about wrestling. One can never have too many refridgerator magnets. Donuts and Dads at the rural High School I subbed at made for HOT pickens. With every click you're asking why? Even lapsed Catholics drive too fast.
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Tuesday, November 20, 2001
The cafe-bar is to France what the all-night diner is to the United States. Americans and others have long been romanced by it, with the aid of the writings of Hemingway and the lush black and white postwar photographs by Doisneau and others. You cannot walk more than five minutes in Paris without passing one, usually with small tables out front (even when the temperature drops) and chairs facing the same direction�ideal for people watching- A Day In The Life of a Parisian Cafe or or, What To Do If It�s 9�:30am, You Are Walking Your Dog and You Want a Beer. Gadfly's (Onlinedahtcam) odd, eccentric and eclectic view of life and art. Also Dubuffet for Dummies, A Layman Tours An Artist Retrospective and Poses Many Questions. Enjoy more fresh daily daily content with access to provocative, full-length articles; music, book, film and art reviews; cultural tidbits; on-site updates on cultural happenings; access to archives from past issues; weekly commentaries and more from other gadflies.

Here comes the first signing of Chicks On Speed Records! Sylvesterboy! One part mexican wrestler one part freakalistic action figure. "The Boy" is also known for his solo work as Schorsch Kamerun and his legendary German punk band Die Goldenen Zitronen/The Golden Lemons. On his debut as Sylvesterboy 'Monster's Rule This World' he presents a unique mixture of electro wave, a highly political message mixed with an entertaining yet absurd art/performance-factor. True Chicks style! He has worked with the COS, Peaches and the Mekons, and co-owns The Golden Pudel Club in Hamburg. For your convenience, The Chicks On Speed tour diary.
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Monday, November 19, 2001
The 1971 Sears catalog is chock full of expermental polyester citizens of tomorrow. A virtual wonderland of man made fabrics with futuristic itchy names like; Dacron, Orlon, Estron, Acrilan and Celanese. Caution, the term PERMA is used liberally.

'Last night I felt immense, today I feel like thirty sense' George Ade 'The Sultan of Sulu' 1902. Hangover Helpers or why you need to suck down a $6 dollar bottle of Pedialyte, the sweet cost of overimbibing. HPFs or hangover prevention formula speeds up the production of heat-shock proteins which helps you fight stress and inflammation. One such elixir is a pre-booze-up of B vitamins and prickly pear extract. Post party shock, drink plenty of fruit juice, fructose is said to burn alcohol, or get some Pedialyte, a gatorade for young barfers. Eggs contain N-acetyl-cysteine clearing the liver of harmful free radicals, or if you are really desperate, activated charcoal tablets for the after drunken binge charcoal briquette bunch. Nasty.

The American Milktoast or Milquetoast if you are carrying around a Euro or something. Noun as according to Bloomsbury Dictionary of Contemporary Slang; an un-macho, meek man, a wimp. Reminiscent of the food given to invalids, Milquetoast derives from the name of the fictional character Caspar Milquetoast, created by the American cartoonist H. T. Webster. Zsa Zsa Gabor used the term, to the puzzlement of many British viewers, when interviewed during her trial for assault in California in 1989. 'Asked why she resisted, she said: "I'm a Hungarian woman ... not a milquetoast". I prefer Fey or Fay, often heard in old B&W movies. Originally as Fey 'possessing or displaying magical, fairylike, or unearthly qualities' (A gaze that was not at all fey, but...remarkably shrewd-E. Coxhead, 1955; she's got that fey look as though she's had breakfast with a leprechaun-D. Burnham, 1969) Or the wonderfully horrible Piggish Latinish Ag-Fay twist on Fag, later shortened to plain old fay. Hmmpf!
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