Rabbit, rabbit. Since I don't go in for April Fools, please enjoy instead this publicity still of George Raft adjusting Roscoe Karns' tie on the set of Fritz Lang's You and Me (1938).
I kind of want that movie, too.
I kind of want that movie, too.
2016-04-01
When I caught the bus to Central Square early this afternoon, the weather was grey and mizzling and I was carrying an umbrella, but not a hat because it was too muggy.
By the time I walked home from Harvard Square in the late afternoon, it was hot and sunny and sufficiently summer-like that I carried my coat over my arm and couldn't quite fit the umbrella in the same plastic bag as my books and took my shirt off as soon as I got home.
In between I ran some future-building errands and met Dean at his office and had fried eggplant salad for lunch at Algiers and ran into Steve Pasechnick in the basement of the Harvard Book Store and left with a gigantic used paperback of West of Guam: The Complete Cases of Jo Gar (2013) by Raoul Whitfield, which unaccountably no one else had pounced on before me. I hope to catch Peter Lorre in The Face Behind the Mask (1941) at the HFA in the evening. [edit] I fell over and stayed in. That was all right, too.
On the whole, it has been a nice day.
P.S. I just found out that The Spook School is playing Lilypad in Inman in May, along with two local bands of whom I have not heard, but one of them is named GAY SIN and the latest album by Bent Shapes credits Guy Debord and 1968 Paris graffiti as co-lyricists, so that's on the calendar.
By the time I walked home from Harvard Square in the late afternoon, it was hot and sunny and sufficiently summer-like that I carried my coat over my arm and couldn't quite fit the umbrella in the same plastic bag as my books and took my shirt off as soon as I got home.
In between I ran some future-building errands and met Dean at his office and had fried eggplant salad for lunch at Algiers and ran into Steve Pasechnick in the basement of the Harvard Book Store and left with a gigantic used paperback of West of Guam: The Complete Cases of Jo Gar (2013) by Raoul Whitfield, which unaccountably no one else had pounced on before me. I hope to catch Peter Lorre in The Face Behind the Mask (1941) at the HFA in the evening. [edit] I fell over and stayed in. That was all right, too.
On the whole, it has been a nice day.
P.S. I just found out that The Spook School is playing Lilypad in Inman in May, along with two local bands of whom I have not heard, but one of them is named GAY SIN and the latest album by Bent Shapes credits Guy Debord and 1968 Paris graffiti as co-lyricists, so that's on the calendar.
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