Some Leftovers:

The Murray Affair

 

I won’t bore you with the series of events that lead up to this, but suffice it to say, it needed to be done. After I smote Murray we rented out his skull as an apartment.  It was my wife’s idea. We would build four star condominiums, stuffed with all the latest in luxurious furnishings. 
After we got the whole thing up and running, the tenants piled in.  A couple from Bangladesh took up in Murray’s nose.  He was a loud mouth know-it-all, but his wife was.  She used to bake (pastires) that filled Murrays head with the most delightful odors.  In our charity we lent out Murray’s eye-lids to a gypsy couple. 
Occasionally I would have to clean the birds out of Murrays ears: Blue Jays on the left, Cardinals on the right.

“Stay out of the attic, the attic belongs to the ghost of Murray.” We tell them.  “He’s up there playing chess with himself” adds my wife. My wife wants me to charge admission. “Five bucks to sit in the attic for ten minutes and watch whatever it is that Murray happens to be remembering at that moment.”   “An extra five if it is X-rated,” she adds.

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Im not sure how this works (having never been tagged before)…but here it goes…oh and I can’t vouch for the truthfulness of any of these answers, perhaps their truthiness, but nothing more:

1) Name your favorite band and singer. (The singer can’t be from the band) The Miles Davis Quintet, 1955 version and Tom Waits.
2) Favorite historical politician (domestic)? (Historical = Dead) . Huey Long
3) Favorite historical politician (International)? Pope Alexander VI.
4) You’re giving a Hollywood pitch (25 words or less) about your Blog — GO: Uh…its like sex with a Malaysian prostitute , but not as sticky, but you do feel shame afterwards.
5) Other than where you live now, what city do you like? San Francisco.
6) Favorite modern politician? (In office now) Mike Gravel.
7) Are you a Wilsonian Idealist or Nixonian Realist in foreign policy? A Nixon apologist.
8. Favorite obscure movie?
a) Not Seen By Many but Mainstream: Joe Versus the Volcano.
b) Not Seen By Many but not Mainstream:Baraka
c) Independent Film: The Life of Brian
d) Foreign: Amores Perros


1. WHAT WERE YOU DOING 10 Years ago. Probably sitting in a bar somewhere on the West Coast
2. WHAT WERE YOU DOING 1 YEAR AGO. still recovering from the Sabres loss in the Conference Finals
3. FIVE SNACKS YOU ENJOY, squirrel, fried things, pocket lint, avocado, beer.
4. 5 SONGS TO WHICH YOU KNOW ALL THE LYRICS,Romeo is Bleeding (Tom Waits), Comfort Eagle (CAKE), London Calling (The Clash), I Shall Be Released (Bob Dylan), Fire on the Mountain (Grateful Dead).
5. FIVE THINGS YOU DO IF YOU WERE A MILLIONAIRE…buy land, build a house, go into house, shut door, stay in house.
6. FIVE BAD HABITS, picking various things, internet porn, Nigerian email scams, poker, smoking.

7. FIVE THINGS YOU LIKE DOING: eating, reading, sleeping, games of chance, drinking of the beer
8. FIVE THINGS YOU WOULD NEVER WEAR AGAIN,polyester, briefs, wingtips, fedora, clown shoes.

Something

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The foreground is black, and you get the impression that it is rotten, that something is not right, out of place. The horizon is littered with various objects: the smoking hull of a Russian tank, conjugal waste land, broken glass, the corpse of a Cyclops, androgynous language, banana peel, the ghost of a moral, a bathing cap, toys, body parts. And you ask yourself if the landscape contains enough corpses to be believable.

 

A word of caution: Do not to paint yourself into the scene carefully placing your body in between the village idiot, and the grave-digger.

 

Sometimes it is someone else’s hand that does the work, sometimes the hand itself makes an entrance. This is called collage. This is called other things. The thing you want to call it is yet to be discovered.

However, one does get the impression that it is slowly collapsing, getting smaller, the inevitable night closing in. But can you trust it? It is littered with objects that may not be litter at all, but rather part of the landscape itself. There is the worry that if you reached out and removed one, that the entire scene would collapse. There is a house in the centre right. It is haunted. All the ghosts are drunk. They are having a conversation that is unchanged by the facts of their death, the fact that they are dead. This is how it usually goes.

There was something here about landscape, how it opened up, you could walk through it, and yet not be in it. One chooses to take the long view; to be at that point were everything converges. Others still, say it to prevent it from happening. These are the ones you have to watch out For. They scour the landscape for a few scraps of the ether which they take into themselves, they have a mantra tho know one has ever heard it. At a certain time of day something regular happens, someone Gets up, makes coffee and some oatmeal, and sits down to stare out at creation.