Monthly Archives: September 2010
the story: resumed, ended. The wooden pencil that I mentioned a few posts ago writes in four colors. I may have mentioned that fact. So. Charlotte and I had our lunch and she presented me with pencil and bookmark. We … Continue reading
“Do you ever wish you were the moon?” said one hired killer to another hired killer in Jim Jarmusch’s Dead Man. The Fall. Adam and Eve. The stock market. This is one old tree.