Monday

pasted up some fragments about Handke--- seemed too few journalists knew much about Ezra Pound to explore similarities between his views and Handke's.  Wiki makes sure we see him called an idiot and a moron, so that's ok one supposes in the current day and age after serbia now fades behind today's headlines about Gaza and on and on   -----part of his attack on journalism in general  --- the writer versus the news packagers ---  I started by looking up photos of the house he writes about with such loving infatuation in My Year --- which is a work of genius   for one thing if you think of "writing a study of Handke" you immediately droop and say oh my goodness how to do this---tracing lines of this and that just will miss the whole, we need lifetimes to find critical ways of dealing with it over and over, as with all the greats 

yesterday's party a fine affair.  sent off video clips, everyone had a good time singing and singing a few more times until we got the energy up 

reading day today before the rigors of another birthday party tomorrow 

oh the visit to Page One was a downer, of course, how did I not remember that?  well, bought Genet's Funeral in memory of Phil, and taking a gamble on Donesco, see if I try him sometime.  Lunched at Twisters   hung out a bit at Starbucks   reminded of how tangled that area is   grew up in last seven or so years, Beckie says   west mesa feels so open and airy and grand