Shane, all aspects. Oxy morons. Mad Libs. Grammatical snobbery. Putting everything in order. Making sure the labels face front and the pourers point left. Limiting/banning the use of the adjective, as prescribed by Marni Ludwig. Restoring glory to the semi-colon, not only to piss off Marni Ludwig. Chrysididae. All things Wilde. Keeping a messy home and a spotless bar.
Music
M. Ward, Coydogs, Caesars Palace. People yelling, ice cream trucks, sirens, 5 am break-ups, the guy upstairs practicing flute, my phone ringing at 3, 4, or 5 am, anything else I can hear from my bedroom.
Movies
City of Lost Children, True Romance, Harvey, Carnival, Mystery Train, Christian F., Y Tu Mama Tambien, Children of Paradise, Songs for Cassavetes, River's Edge, Down By Law, Heathers, Candy Mountain, Rumble Fish, The African Queen, Fargo.
Television
The news and cartoons.
Books
Sue Hubbell, Scarlett Thomas, Edwin O. Wilson, Julio Cortazar, Kobo Abe, Anne Sexton, ee cummings, Haruki Murakami.
"Once my fancy was soothed with dreams of virtue, of fame, and of enjoyment. Once I falsely hoped to meet with beings who, pardoning my outward form, would love me for the excellent qualities which I was capable of unfolding. I was nourished with high thoughts of honor and devotion. But now..."
"You, who call Frankenstein your friend, seem to have a knowledge of my crimes and his misortunes. But in the detail which he gave you of them he could not sum up the hours and months of misery which I endured wasting in impotent passions. For while I destroyed his hopes, I did not satisfy my own desires. They were forever ardent and craving; still I desired love and fellowshp, and I was still spurned. Was there no injustice in this? Am I to be thought the only criminal, when all humankind sinned against me?"
Loneliness has followed me my whole life. Everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man... June 8th. My life has taken another turn again. The days can go on with regularity over and over, one day indistinguishable from the next. A long continuous chain. Then suddenly, there is a change.
The story of Erik' s life, based on the most famous of all of the Bard's plays.
A new (abridged) scene from this play, featuring pictures from Erik Anderson's private collection and words by William Shakespeare, will be published on Erik's MySpace blog every Monday and every Friday for at least the next six weeks. I have enough material to go until the end of act three. After that, it will get really suspenseful, won't it?
The first scene is already up!
Please check it out!
Thanks,
Erik B. Anderson
Independence Township, New Jersey
Established 1782
house warming party tonight. if you can shovel off the runway in aspen and get on a plane, i'll buy the ticket and shovel off the runway in portland. deal?
" the formula created by the necessity to find a lie more palatable than the truth has been handed down and memorized and persists yet with a terrible power." -James Baldwin
any chance your going to be home in nj for christmas? we are making a whirlwind appearance, but would love to sweep you and shane and a bottle of jameson's up in it.
