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Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I just put that movie on my Netflix list two days ago. A friend of mine thought I would like the soundtrack and bought it for me (which I do, it has Sonata Pathetique (a favorite) and is really well put together - at least to my untrained ear), and I listen to it all the time. Very meditative, as you say. Glad to hear the film is good too - I look forward to it.
As an aside, I really like sushi - have liked it for years. I really like the texture and the taste and eating with chopsticks. It's fun food.
And this is a little story for Paigow - if she is out there (because it involves minor celebrity and umbrellas). Dominick Dunne (who is apparently very short) whacked me in the head with his unnaturally large Gucci (I think) umbrella on the street today. I glared at him and he said "I'm so sorry" in a sort of spaced out way.
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I think I hate oversized designer umbrellas more than I hate fur coats and LessinSF. I have to fight the urge to grab them and snap them in half. I think maybe I shoudl try a different tactic. Go to Burberry and buy a fucking beach umbrella and parade around in it when it is THREATENING RAIN or SNOWING. Just be the umbrella asshole of the year. I am sorry for Mister Dunne's mistreatement of you. I have lost all respect for him, and I do like his writing, though he may be in that overrated category for writers since OJ. Loved his early novels.
And on a totally unrelated note, I am thinking that perhaps I have had cunninglingus with only the Sebbys of the world (which would amek sense since I probably met them tripping at dead shows or at hunter s thompson book signings). I need to find more Jack MANfreds.
