I can't remember the precise date. Don't James Frey me, bro.
It seems strange that he refers to himself as "son". But, if the boy is the father of the man, then I suppose it works.
4: Son, you need to get out of Pittsburgh more. Or just out of white Pittsburgh, I guess.
Indeed! I almost watched Columbo because of you last night, but did the first of the Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries instead because the costume design is better. (Then I fucked up my knitting and had to rip it out and then the baby woke up and I had to get her back to sleep and that was the end of my fun. I did find 5 dollars this morning, but that's because I dropped 5 dollars a moment before.)
I would like to go to New Mexico again. I haven't been since I was a kid. If I had a honeymoon there, I'd be a bigamist and could thus chastise myself self for fucking up.
It does make for a better and slightly different story than, say, "I've made a huge mistake." So maybe he altered the original phrasing for the sake of the telling.
On the other hand, during long car drives or in other situations where I found myself alone for a while, I have had the experience of slightly loopy mental dialogue (I can imagine the continuation going "I sure did, Pops. I sure did").
On his podcast, the comedian Dana Gould told a story about a friend who described his wedding as one would an ambush: "I just decided that the only way out was through."
I've stood on a top of a mountain in Taos and had the exact same thought. But the fuck up was all about on getting on that particular ski lift.
If you really fuck up with a ski lift, you aren't at the top of the mountain.
The trickling out of details in the "ogged and the good ol' boy in-laws" narrative is good stuff. Really well paced so far. Hopefully at some point there's a rural canoe trip.
11: another in JP Stormcrow's series, "fern bar problems".
Hooray Ogged!
Sorry, I come back occasionally and it keeps surprising me you're posting again.
Reminds me of a time at a backwoods karaoke in South Carolina (Yemassee, I believe) when my 3yo daughter was dancing with a drunk stranger missing a coupla teeth. My wife had allowed this, and I was just standing there glaring at her and at him with my arms crossed over my chest, when some stranger came over and put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Son, you are in for a world of hurt."
13: "This is the weekend they didn't play golf go skiing."
The machines are gonna fail and the system's gonna fail...then, survival. Who has the ability to survive? That's the game - survive.
15: He beat you up for crossing your arms?
This is an extended metaphor about the invasion of Iraq, right?
20: the invasion of Iraq
Oh is that what the kids are calling it these days?
well, it's better than resetting the tivo
16: there should be a Godwin's law for deliverance references...
Du hast ein sweet mouth, boy.
23: Tell it to Sifu, I was just explicitizing the eschaton.
When I hear the words "rural folk culture," I reach for my bow.
26: That's Jon Voight, you fucking hick!
Ah yes, I forgot that. Only remembered the archery from the later scene up on the cliffs.
I have the advantage of having never seen the whole movie, only clips of various parts.
The book makes a good short, intense read. Told from the point of view of the Jon Voight character, the description of the climb out of the gorge is quite well-written.
While researching 28, I read the whole plot in Wikipedia. I think I've already got it covered.
There's an article somewhere about the, ah, personality conflict on the Deliverance set between Burt Reynolds and James Dickey, which I think ended in Dickey being kicked off the set.
To be fair, kicking Reynolds off the set would have been impractical.
But, the book is better than the movie if the Wikipedia plot summaries are anything to go by.
I was on Wheeler Peak outside Taos for the Harmonic Convergence in, errr, 1987. Didn't wear sunglasses and got a head-splitting case of bake eyes (snow blindness without the snow). It kind of took the edge off the worldwide meditation, power centers, etc etc.
I was on Wheeler Peak outside Taos for the Harmonic Convergence
Dude, it diverges. There's a different thread for that.
Dude, it diverges. There's a different thread for that.
My function up there was only well-defined for x greater than one.
Don't mock me my friend. It's a condition of mental divergence. I find myself on the planet Ogo, part of an intellectual elite, preparing to subjugate the barbarian hordes on Pluto. But even though this is a totally convincing reality for me in every way, nevertheless Ogo is actually a construct of my psyche. I am mentally divergent, in that I am escaping certain unnamed realities that plague my life here. When I stop going there, I will be well. Are you also divergent, friend?
MISS FISHER'S MURDER MYSTERIES RULE
42: Seems so, son! I'm going to try to get Lee to watch the first episode with me tonight. We haven't had a show to watch together since Orange, and I think Lee is generally happier if I'm watching tv with her on a regular basis.
42: p.s. Wry Cooter is still available. Or Phryne Cooter, I suppose.
42, 43, u.s.w.: I love that the actress isn't young-young. Lin isn't as gorgeous as he is in my head, but also less cliché than I felt from the books. Also frock porn!