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schreibergasse, Grace, and Peter are asleep downstairs; they arrived in Boston impromptu after the blizzard canceled their plans for New Year's, but I consider this my gain. We seem to have spent most of the evening watching The Supersizers . . . on my laptop, which only gains in entertainment from being watched with an early modern historian.

With slightly more planning, B. is also in town. We met for lunch at Sapporo Ramen in the Porter Exchange, where I had a bowl of tantan-men (with extra seaweed) bigger than my head; he brought me a loan of Walter Jon Williams' Aristoi (1992) and a gift of The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T (1953), which solidifies this holiday season as awesome. He also showed me Cemetery Man (Dellamorte Dellamore, 1994), about which I had mostly been told that it contained Rupert Everett and an ossuary and was indescribable; all of these things are true and I liked it immensely.¹ Dinner was at Yenching in Harvard Square, with the Schreibergasse contingent. No idea how tomorrow is working, but it will involve somebody.

My flash "To the Mistress of the Labyrinth, Honey" will appear in Sirenia Digest #61. This last week of 2010 started off at a serious loss despite the blizzard, but it's looking up as we leave it.

1. The back of the DVD box calls it a "brilliantly bloody black comedy," although I'd classify it more as a piece of existential surrealism with zombies. There is a plot, but summarizing it will not help. The story starts with the zombie apocalypse; things only derange from there. And yet it's not an incoherent movie, inexplicable as its moment-to-moment may be; it is all the same story, in an appropriately stitched-up, reanimated, uncanny-valley kind of way. But I also just respect a film that knows exactly what it wants and gives us a half-naked Rupert Everett world-wearily blowing a zombie's head off even before the title card comes up.

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I'm glad things are looking up, and I hope this trend continues. Good night!

Things that are awesome: impromptu meet-ups with you and others at Chinese restaurants, and the Supersizers (I'm already working on lining up more for viewing, though this takes some planning on our slooooooooooow connection ...)

I should be most interested in your thoughts on Aristoi, it being a book of which I am most fond from a couple of directions. Also, I keep forgetting how much I want a copy of Cemetery Man.

I should be most interested in your thoughts on Aristoi, it being a book of which I am most fond from a couple of directions.

I shall try to remember to post about it. I can tell you that it made me happy straight off with the introductory notes.

Also, I keep forgetting how much I want a copy of Cemetery Man.

B. and I had been joking about the Criterion edition, but you know, if they just put out the Blu-Ray of House . . .

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