February 18th, 2005

daisuke and ken

Somewhere, beyond the sea, somewhere, waiting for me...

“People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.”
-Logan Pearsall Smith





Jim Davis had a dry spell with his Garfield strip. It just was not all that funny for the longest time (and I really do enjoy my Garfield). But lately…lately, he’s had hit after hit (in my not-so-humble opinion, anyway).


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There was a photograph of Murakami in People magazine (January 17th). I was rather shocked to find it as I thumbed through, waiting for the person we were supposed to meet to arrive.

“What is it?” E---- asked at my small noise.

“Murakami,” I answered pointing at the image.

“That man you’ve been reading?”

I was mildly amused to learn that I had been reading a man. “Yes. I’ve never seen his picture before.”

“So?” E---- inquired, “Does he look like you imagined?”

“Eh…” I hedged, “Not really. Somehow…”

E---- peered over my shoulder, “What did you think he looked like?”

“I don’t really know,” I had to admit, “Taller, I guess.”

“Taller?”

That was when I realized that the photograph was only a headshot. “Well,” somehow, I still felt that taller described my impression, “More lanky?” I tried.

“Mmm.” It was the only thing E---- managed to say before our host arrived and the topic never came up again so I have no idea of what it was he intended to say. I wish that I did.


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I was standing at the counter by the coffee pot, pouring a cup and J---- was sitting at the little table in the middle of the room, already sipping his as he flipped through an old copy of National Geographic when A---- walked in, singing an old ‘80’s song.

He paused, basking for a moment in the glory that was two people giving them their absolute attention before asking, “What the hell is a ‘Safety Dance’?”

I poured an equate packet into my coffee, stirring, as I continued to stare at A----, completely at a loss for how I should respond. I was very surprised to hear J---- speak up, but mere seconds later:

“Well it sure the hell isn’t the lambada.”


One shouldn’t laugh that hard that early in the morning. It hurts.
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