I know I've only brought you grief

[sovay]

I lost most of Friday to a migraine. Saturday I did not have a migraine and attended rehearsal, which was lovely, but then came home in the evening and collapsed with shrimp curry soup courtesy of choco_frosh. Today I appear to have a migraine again, or at least an escalation of headache to the point of nausea and the desire not to move from my bed or even turn my head and open my eyes, which is not for any number of reasons a viable option. I am not happy. I have written again to the ENT. I quietly ate some corned beef for the day.

1. Philip Hoare on boilersuits. rushthatspeaks and I agree that Derek Jarman would approve of the banner images. The article quite properly refers to him as "St. Derek."

2. Adam Gopnik on Diderot. I had never previously given him much thought, but this profile-review succeeds unequivocally in making me want to have a conversation with the philosopher or at least read his novel with the talking genitalia.

3. I started reading this story because of the title and finished it because of the prose: Quintan Ana Wikswo's "The Fisherman Bombardier of Naval Station Norfolk: A Performance in Four Generations, Three Races, and Too Many Genders to Name."

4. Courtesy of moon_custafer: Art Deco and Streamline Moderne radios. I visit a couple of those at the MFA.

5. I keep forgetting that "The Good Ship Calabar" is the same tune as "The Handsome Cabin Boy." This is probably because I don't actually like "The Handsome Cabin Boy" very much.

I watched a couple of movies last night, but I am not writing about anything because my concentration is shot from pain, and I hate that perhaps even more than I hate being in pain. I spend a lot of my life in pain. I have to get something out of it anyway.

Comments

[sartorias]

I'm getting a stupid tech loop on reading what the article has to say about Diderot, about whom I already know quite a bit--I wanted to see this slant.

Diderot was a complex person, upside being his enthusiasm for knowledge. I often think of him when I contemplate Wikipedia and the Net--it was exactly that that the Encyclopedists tried to invent.

[moon_custafer]

(You might not associate Churchill with gender fluidity, but he was said to have bedded the glamorous singer, Ivor Novello, in his youth. Asked what it was like, he retorted gruffly: “Musical!” – interwar argot for queer.)

I think my head just exploded.

[lemon_badgeress]

I am making a voodoo doll of your ENT, and sticking pins in its HEAD.

I will remove them if you report they begin listening to you.

[gwynnega]

Those radios are beautiful.

I hope your headache goes away soon.

[asakiyume]

The shrimp curry soup sounds fabulous; the migraine not so much.

Boilersuits! Is that the name of that garment! I love it very much--very nice.

And I'll have to show the radios to wakanomori; he'll like them very much (they are very likable).

[wpadmirer]

I am so sorry to hear about your migraine! I hope you feel better soon.

[thisbluespirit]

I@m sorry! I hope the migraine gets lost ASAP. <3

[shewhomust]

I had no trouble reading the Diderot article. I disagree with great chunks of it - how can you prefer 'Le Neveu de Rameau' to 'Jacques le Fataliste'? - but the book about Diderot and Catherine sounds interesting.

[cmcmck]

I sang years ago with an all female shanty outfit called the 'handsome cabin boys' :o)

[choco_frosh]

Today I appear to have a migraine again,

:( :( :(

[brigdh]

"The Fisherman Bombardier of Naval Station Norfolk: A Performance in Four Generations, Three Races, and Too Many Genders to Name" was fantastic. Thank you for linking it! That prose - you're right, it's just amazing. I wanted to sing every line.

The Diderot reviews also sound great! He seems like he would make a much more fun dinner companion than Rousseau or Saint-Just.

I watched a couple of movies last night, but I am not writing about anything because my concentration is shot from pain, and I hate that perhaps even more than I hate being in pain. I spend a lot of my life in pain. I have to get something out of it anyway.
Very late sympathy, but a lot of sympathy nonetheless.