i watched before sunrise yesterday afternoon, the first time i’d seen it. it was a little hard to separate ethan hawke’s character in this movie from his character in reality bites, but that’s forgivable. i loved the movie — it reminded me of the times i used to stay up all night talking to someone, the sometimes-false sense of closeness that it gives, the different ways those situations played out.
no responsesin 1981, new york musician and writer ned sublette wrote a song called “cowboys are frequently secretly (fond of each other).” the song was recorded by pansy division in the mid 90s, and now willie nelson has recorded it.
no responsesi talked to my dad just now, who wants to fix my broken computer and give it to a former client of his whose whole life is one long hard time.
i said how thoughtful it would be if my dad gave her the computer because she needs one so badly. he said, “yeah . . . but i’ll get even more jesus e-mail.” i laughed and told him how most of my friends from high school went through phases where they sent me jesus e-mail all the time. i politely requested that they stop, and they respected my wishes.
“it’s sort of nice, though,” i said. “they care what happens to me, and she cares what happens to you.”
“i guess,” he said. “how can she spend so much time thinking about the minutiae of make-believe?”
no responsesphytotherapist — an herbalist, basically. phyto- means plant. the secret meaning here is like that of “chiropractor”: not a real doctor.
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