Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Teacher, Teacher


Is it just me, or does Clark not look particularly thrilled to be there? Not his brightest shining hour...

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Fifteen Years On: The Hour of Lead


All these years, and still I think Miss Barry, and Miss Dickinson, said it best. Fifteen years, remembered, if outlived.

Friday, September 9, 2016

What is Aleppo?


Ah, this silly season, when the oddest things can suddenly set the blood aboil. This week's tipping point was the tiny little faux pas committed by someone who, for whatever reason, appears to believe he's qualified to lead this benighted country...

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Canine Update


As promised, here you go: a rare, unfiltered, utterly candid snap of the Café's bewitching blond, the one and only Koko. If you can't tell, he's waiting for treats.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Autumn Arrives


Rarely have I observed such a clear division between the seasons; the last day of August was fine and hot, and the first of September a dreary gray with a definite, well, perhaps not quite chill, but at least distinct coolness in the air. Here we go...

Monday, August 29, 2016

If You Truly Wish To Be


I'm sorry. Some things I refuse to believe. He couldn't have been 83. That stunning, mad, sparkling mind couldn't have been extinguished even before he boarded the Great Glass Wonkevator this last time. Not that one more thing, right now.

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Run Ragged


So this week has featured a houseguest, and at the moment, I feel nearly as weary as poor Miss Mary Cassatt here...

Friday, August 12, 2016

Family Plot


Well, kids, it turns out I'm not immune to friendly (read: highly aggressive) persuasion.

Monday, August 8, 2016

Shameless Monday Camp Explosion: So Special


Thus, the Camp sensibility is one that is alive to a double sense in which some things can be taken. But this is not the familiar split-level construction of a literal meaning, on the one hand, and a symbolic meaning, on the other. It is the difference, rather, between the thing as meaning something, anything, and the thing as pure artifice.
- Susan Sontag, Notes on Camp

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Ordinary People


It's amazing how, in a time of general confusion and - to steal a word in the news earlier this week - pure malarkey, a simple, solid dose of decent behavior and common sense can resound like a bell. Ghazala and Khizr Khan gave that, and more, in their appearance at the Democratic National Convention on Thursday..

Monday, July 25, 2016

File Under "Commercial Establishments, Unfortunately Named"


O, Egypt. I do love you, but how I wish your entrepreneurs would occasionally invest in a native-language proofreader.

Saturday, July 23, 2016

...*والآن رسالة من المعلن لدينا


A little Bondische derring-do, featuring a rather unusual protagonist.


* More or less "And now, a word from our sponsor.".. for all you non-Arabophiles out there.


Friday, July 22, 2016

Soon, Says the Whisper...



I'm aiming to be more cheerful this weekend, but for the moment I'll just leave this here. Not particularly original at the point, but what else is there to say?

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Current Mood


Courtesy of Miss Minnelli, keeping it together quite admirably in 1986. At the moment, I really don't want to know.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Life, Infinitely Rich and Beautiful


I think that these difficult times have helped me to understand better than before how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever.

- Karen Blixen, letter to her brother, April 1931