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off on vacation for a week with more canon gear than you can imagine (really, don't even try; but if you want to take a guess ...)


Originally posted by jwz at PSA

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[poem] Q&A by Terence Winch

 Q & A
by Terence Winch

Q. How important is theory in this poem? It seems as though
it just starts, goes nowhere, tells us nothing we need to know.

A. The concern here is with necessity, not fact. The poem could tell
you everything you wanted to know, but doesn't.
Some poems begin in the rinse cycle. This one goes right to spin.

Q. We noticed how marvelous the upper strata of the poem is. It suggests
the appeal of authoritarian faith in the old-fashioned
middle class. Did you write it on a train?

A. One day I heard laughter coming from some mysterious source. First
I thought
it came from several people who were stuck at the bottom of a well.
Then I speculated it could be a group of teenagers on the level right above me.
After a while, however, I wondered if it might actually be weeping.
I got out my address book and started calling around. In fact, people
were crying when I managed to get in touch with them. Where are
your social contracts now, I snarled, your precious theses on the absolute?
I averted my gaze as their beliefs unraveled.

Q. We can't help but notice how you seem to be suppressing what you
really mean. Are you naked in this poem?

A. I have these pastes and mud packs that I smear all over me, so I'm
never really naked, even when I have no clothes on.
The same thing goes for this poem.
It's beautiful, stark, totally blank, yet colorful, like a sin
you're considering but haven't yet committed.



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It is June 5 and the furnace is on. WTF?

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Ani ledodi ve dodi li

Ani ledodi ve dodi li is typically translated as: I am my beloved and my beloved is mine.

Kim and I were married seven years ago.


We've been eating grilled sardines with some frequency at Chez Hoover, and they are just fabulous.  

We get them at Gene's or Whole Foods.  Whole Foods will clean them for you and sometimes Gene's too, but I always find it necessary to go over them before I cook them.  I'd almost prefer to clean them from scratch.

According to wikipedia, the term sardine is imprecise, but whatever we are getting is pretty consistent -- it's an oily fish of some same species that's about 6-7 inches long.

I throw them on the grill (charcoal when I have the time) with salt and pepper and give them a deep charring.   I also toast next to them some pieces of French baguette cut on the bias and rubbed with a bit of olive oil.

Tonight I also threw on the grill baby artichokes (halved), radicchio (halved) and some green onions.

Some sliced cucumbers tossed in spiced rice wine vinegar and a bottle of 2009 Frog's Leap Sauvignon Blanc (very mineral-ly) rounded out the meal.

The bitterness of the radicchio was amazing next to the strong flavor of the fish.  And the wine was almost ideal.

It doesn't feel like summer yet here in the SF Bay area,  but we're eating that way in our humble abode.