i did leave my heart in san francisco, part II

November 19, 2004

city lights doesn’t waste much time in being a great bookstore. the first room is rich with great literature. we weren’t halfway across it before katie noticed a poster hanging in a corner. speaking that very night was gary snyder. that night. city lights. 7:00. it was about 1:00 at this moment. neither of us [...]

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i did leave my heart in san francisco

November 19, 2004

i have totally wimped out on writing about our honeymoon. to redeem myself at least a little, i will write this. we stayed at the hotel rex which happened to be named after kenneth rexroth, beat poet. we ate dinner the first night in cafe andree, their restaurant, named after rexroth’s late wife, andree dutcher. [...]

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my personal pursuits, especially sitting in a tub winding up a small blue tugboat, would not be especially conducive to their companionship

November 15, 2004

i’m on a paris review kick. when george plimpton, the heroic founder and longtime editor of that fine publication (hell, they were the first ones to publish kerouac!), died last year, lewis lapham introduced me to the great soul in his editor’s note of the december 2003 issue of harper’s. the whole thing is worth [...]

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we got it!

November 15, 2004

we got our canoe. it’s sitting quite happily on the floor of our garage right now.the cool thing is that the guy in the cheesy photo is using a fly rod. that’s right: okay kid… you paddle, daddy’s gonna just make a few casts here… okay, try to get us over by that big log [...]

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my clementine

November 9, 2004

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freedom’s just another word.

November 9, 2004

after the gift opening sunday and the subsequent attempt to make sense of our apartment again with all the new stuff in it, it was interesting to stumble across a new jack kerouac quote today: if you own a rug, you own too much.

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