February 26th, 2015

bohemian who spent each day strolling from one cafe to another

It is 11:39 AM late Thursday morning. It is 8 degrees but the sun is shining in the winter sky.

I got up this morning around 6 o'clock AM. I made a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. Carol got up around 7:30 AM. I cooked us eggs for breakfast. After breakfast we went grocery shopping. Carol is going to cook a big Sunday dinner for Caleb, Emily, and Josie Joy. Carol is planning to cook a turkey for our Sunday feast. Carol likes to cook for her loved ones. We got home around 11 o'clock AM. We put away our groceries and Carol left to do errands. I ate some food and then wrote in my paper diary. Now I am writing in my blogs.

I have no plans for the day. I might go downtown today and buy me a new winter coat and new shoes. I took some money out of our Edward Jones account last week to buy me a new winter coat and new shoes.

Last night Carol and I watched television and went to bed around 9 o'clock PM.

music Future Sound of London

After music Carol went to sleep and I read till 11 o'clock PM "Girl In A Band" by Kim Gordon (member of the now disbanded rock band Sonic Youth). One of my favorite bands is Sonic Youth. I was not glad to hear Sonic Youth were going to break-up after Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon divorced after being together 30 years. Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon both now have different bands. I still buy Thurston Moore's records even though it is sad how he treated his ex-wife Kim Gordon.


Yesterday I mainly read from a book titled, "The Austrian Mind: An Intellectual and Social History 1848-1938" by William M. Johnston.

So existence goes by. Not much else to report. Existence keeps decaying.
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immortality has been granted to the flesh

It is now 4:32 PM Thursday evening in the ice flow. I am sitting in my main study writing on a lap top computer. Carol is soaking her feet. The day has gone by quietly today.

This afternoon I read some of the book, "We Believe in the Crucified and Risen Lord" Vol. 3 [Ancient Christian Doctrine] Edited By Mark J. Edwards. I did leave the house this afternoon to go downtown to get new shoes and a winter coat. I got new shoes, but there were no more winter coats for sale. It seems stores are now stocking Spring and Summer clothes. Carol did get me a nice winter coat online, but when it came in the mail and I tried it on it was too small so Carol had to send it back which cost her $15.00 dollars postage. I will get my old coat fixed and in the Fall I will buy myself a new winter coat.

After going downtown getting shoes and the way home I stopped at a thrift store to look at their used books. I found three used books to ADD to our library-

"The Bullfighter Checks Her Makeup" essays by Susan Orlean

"Fragrant Harbor" a novel by John Lanchester (I have another novel by Lanchester in my library titled, "Mr Phillips".)

"The Marne, 1914: The Opening Of World War I And The Battle That Changed The World" by Holger H. Herwig

When I got home I found Carol working on her Women's Bible Study on The Book of Job. Tonight Carol goes to her Women's Bible Study and I will stay here guarding the fort from the forces of darkness.

Well I will close to look for something to eat. There is no way of escape.
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an interview with Tom McCarthy

I’m fascinated by U.’s obsession with the murdered parachutist. But after reading the novel twice I have no idea why he’s fascinated by this sky diver and his murder in the air.

U. fixes on this. He can’t quite articulate why, but I think this the figure of modernity for him. And, you know, a lot of the imagery Nietzsche uses when he talks about the death of God is about falling through infinite space, where we have nothing to hold us to sky or the earth or the ground anymore.

And becomes this kind of parachutist in data space, just wondering if the chords are there. There is also the idea of a crash, a systems crash. The crash of a body on the ground. The event horizon of all of this is some kind of crash. I mean its Icarus isn’t it?


"Writing Machines" an essay by Tom McCarthy on realism and the real from the London Review of Books


"Satin Island" a novel by Tom McCarthy
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