So Close, But Yet Too Far
I am in a daze. The microwave television has consumed me for some unknown time. I look at the calendar and it shows I have been watching the micro-tube for weeks, and yet I can’t believe it. Time seems not to pass at all when I’m in front of its screen. I would be there [...]
(Not that micro-vision)
I decided to start fixing up the parlor the other day, as I’ve really had an itch to clear a proper space for some wall hangings. Before starting work on the mold and rotting wood, though, I wanted to play a little work music (or eine kleine werkmusik, as Mozart might call it) [...]
I’m just back from Christie’s, where I attended the sale of Impressionist and Modern art in the hopes of picking up something nice to spruce up the parlor. I’m a bit ashamed to say I was caught up in the enthusiasm over the big-ticket Monet painting, ‘The Railroad Bridge at Argenteuil,’ and bid past my [...]