World Cup Semi-Finals. All EU-members. France. Belgium. England. Croatia. Jingoistic fans reflect the return to nationalism in Euroland. France’s team of individual stars has come together as a cohesive force and looks to be the strongest of the four. Only victory was 1998.
The last time England took home the Cup was also the last time the world watched on black-and-white TV’s. They beat West Germany. Yes. Still a Wall. And. A Soviet Union.
It was 1966. I was staying with a friend of my uncle’s in Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire when the earth shook. I looked at Hazel as her black great dane Pip jumped. What’s that? She laughed and said England must have won! Won what? Wembley Stadium’s roars could be felt far and wide. Then hell broke loose. Pandemonium spilled out to London and every country lane. That day into the next. There was crazy serious joy in all the land.
Michael Ian Black’s recent New York Times column cemented my decision to never take a cruise. So Uncool, It’s Cool. Not. He liked the mindless ordinariness. All I could focus on were the stairs, elevators, and confinement on crowded decks “surrounded by a thousand fleshy strangers in swimsuits”, yuk! Everything I thought bad seems to be true.
However, he linked a 1997 essay by David Foster Wallace, A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again. Wallace’s solo adventure on the megaliner Zenith, which he dubbed the Nadir. It was one of the funniest best written pieces I’ve ever read. A self-proclaimed semi-agoraphobe, he liked his cabin a lot. Since he eventually committed suicide, I won’t say I could relate. But. It was hilarious. The footnotes were priceless. Will be exploring other of his works.
Bea and Ariane. Kate Spade’s and Anthony Bourdain’s daughters. 13 and 11. They are the true victims of their parent’s suicides this week. Their loss is exacerbated by a future of questions and abandonment. Whether intended or not. Also feel for Eric Ripert who found his pal Tony. It’s not something he’ll ever forget. Guilt. Remorse. Who knows. For other family and loved ones as well. These acts take such a toll.
Bourdain’s poetic storytelling was masterful. He brought people from far away cultures into our homes. His joie de vivre was contagious. It seemed. But, his dark side crept out in many journeys as he recalled past demons of substance abuse. Credit him with shining a bright light on the opioid epidemic in Western Massachusetts. It was a catalyst to delve into the rural crises which became a national focus in the 2016 campaign.
Parts unknown. Indeed. Sad sad days.
Road trip through the Great American South West. Summer of 2002. Grand Canyon. Sedona. Troon North. Scottsdale. Las Vegas. All the usual stops. But. True destination was Pahrump, Nevada. To find Art Bell. His double-wide. Where he broadcasted his overnight radio show. UFO’s. Militias. Ghosts. Witches. Crop Circles. Chem-trails. An insomniac’s aphrodisiac.
Arrived in Pahrump after a ridiculously long drive from Las Vegas. Every saloon, casino, convenience store, gas station had the same name. Terrible’s. We went to each one asking customers and management alike if they knew where Art Bell lived. They all gave us a disinterested or ignorant fake-shake of the head. Some provided directions. Which were all different. So. We drove around a while and finally gave up.
Godspeed Art. Midnights in the Desert will never be the same. Apologies to Crystal Gayle.
Speaking of terrible. Crying Comey makes Trump look like an adult.
Dr. Husband’s great photos every year
New York City Marathon Eve –
Big Little Lies
Curb Your Enthusiasm
McCarthy as Spicey
García wins Masters
Young Yankees Team
Tiger tries another return
October on the Forks
Russo’s Fools novels
Liev Schreiber- Les Liaisons Dangereuses ***
Cate Blanchett- The Present ****
Amy Schumer- Meteor Shower ****
Uma Thurman- The Parisian Woman, liaisons undangerous **
Looking forward to Mark Rylance in Farinelli & the King next week!
Irma la Douce. The sweet sirène Parisienne. Hurricane Irma la Féroce. Definitely not. Gentle. The rare category 5 has already decimated Caribbean islands. Especially la belle French isle Saint Barthélemy. Quel dommage.
More desolation in her path.
~Anse Gouverneur in more tranquil times~
Media pivoting as predicted by conservative conspiracy theorists. From Morning Joe to NYTimes. Those who have been giving him cover. Turning to Trump-bashing. Now that he’s won the nomination and blown up the Republican party. Full-on Hillary propping up has begun.
Time to speed up Game of Thrones. SNL had it right. Yawn. Fell asleep. C’mon. Dragons! Action! Please. Can’t follow plot from Season One.
Mother’s Day spent with Icelandic glaciers and geysers. Breaded pigs ears in Reykjavik. Vicariously texting with mAdBen. Fun!