Full and happy

Los Angeleno by birth, Northwesterner by choice, Second-hander by nature. Librarian, housebound chef, father, and lowly subject ruled over by the needs and whims of a very old house.
Partial to Mexican, Italian and Vietnamese cookery but will eat damn near anything. Collector of many strange things..the result is chaos and anarchy and a very pleasant place to live.
There is pleasure in accumulation, not just "collecting": music, books and film, in all their multi-formated glory. Outsider artists and those kinds of prints you would recognize if you took liberal studies classes in college. Cooking implements and gadgets for recipes still untried or those ventured. Glasses for most types of libations. Flowers in the garden, herbs in the pot.
It's a life of the senses and a good home life reflects that. Walking helps take in all the rest. Requires no special equipment, opens up the pores, brightens the taste buds, clears the decks for further adventures, puts on the miles, widens the eyes and helps fuel the imagination.

Live boldly, play graciously and love with all your heart knowing that true love comes only once or twice in this lifetime. Speaking of which..donde estas, Empress of my Heart?


"Lack imagination and miss the better story" Yann Martel

"Life is a great adventure and I want to say to you, accept it in such spirit. I want to see you face it ready to do the best that lies in you to win out. To go down without complaining and abiding by the result....the worst of all fears is the fear of living." Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.

"Not I - not anyone else, can travel that road for you
You must travel it for yourself" Walt Whitman

And above all, friends should possess the rare gift of sitting. They should be able, no, eager, to sit for hours-three, four, six-over a meal of soup and wine and cheese, as well as one of twenty fabulous courses.

Then, with good friends of such attributes, and good food on the board, and good wine in the pitcher, we may well ask,

When shall we live if not now?

-From Serve it Forth,
M.F.K. Fisher

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Oh, go ahead, Drag Me To Hell

Sometimes it takes me awhile to catch up on new releases. I've been a Sam Raimi fan for years, and have tried my best to keep up with his oeuvre. But tonight, after too many years of wondering if all he had left in him were those great Spiderman films, I watched a movie that took me back to those early Sam Raimi Evil Dead roots, to a place filled with fantastic and outrageous terror, a kind of good and crazy scary that he christened "shock-a-blast". Drag Me To Hell was both hilarious and terrifying, the sort of scary movie you'll delight in if you like your frights spinetingling and goosebumpy without too much gore. If The Others and Orphanage and Paranormal Activity are your kind of scary then this flick will deliver the goods. Great production values, great cast, great script and plenty enough shocks to make you and your jaded horror fan pals holler out loud. Great sitting-in-the-dark-on-the-couch popcorn flick...catch it if you dare and be prepared to scream..and to laugh a bit, too!



1 comment:

Thaydra said...

We went and saw this movie in the theater. I had been expecting cheesy thrillomedy. I am SOOO happy I saw this in the theater, because the experience was awesome. I am a die-hard horror fan, and this movie, along with it's jibes and laughes, also made me leap from my seat, and my have even pulled a squeal or two from me at some points. Excellent, excellent movie!