January 2011
7 posts
“The West of which I speak is but another name for the Wild; and what I have been...”
– “Walking” by Henry David Thoreau
A Place Both Wonderful And Strange
[Pete Martell pours coffee for Dale Cooper and Sheriff Truman.] Pete Martell: Mr. Cooper, how do you take it? Dale Cooper: Black as midnight on a moonless night. Pete Martell: Pretty black.
- Twin Peaks, Season 1:Episode 2
“Upon seeing the body… after some hesitation, identified it as that of the perfumery-girl.”
- “The Mystery of Marie Roget” by Edgar Allen Poe
As previously...
All Evidence to the Contrary Notwithstanding
“…eventually my mouth will just turn to dust/If I don’t tell you quick/Standing here on this frozen lake.”
- “The Good that Won’t Come Out” by Rilo Kiley
I can remember now, with a particular and erratic care to detail, when Brooklyn “began for me,” but I cannot say what it amounts to. I can remember initial events that cast permanant molds, though I couldn’t...
A Good Man-darin is Hard to Find
“One can only hope that they have more basis than the claim of a leading Black Hills anti-traditionalist that all [Calamity Jane’s] nursing exploits amounted to was ‘taking a little whiskey to the boys now and then when she had more than she could put away herself.’ The main point, perhaps, is that her eccentricities had taken such a hold on the local imagination that she...
