Owsley Stanley dies, one week before world ends in nuclear stewmelt

NYT obit.

Photo: Rosie McGee, via Reuters

Even unicorns!

Pasted to the bottom of the 9th Street F station, at 10th & 4th.  Pretty sure that's from taylorthornebutler.com.

Revenge!

Decemberists.  The Mariner's Revenge Song.

Clutch my pearls

“I’m not afraid of the real truth. There is nothing you can tell me about yourself that is going to make me clutch my pearls.”

Chef Gabrielle Hamilton, interviewed by the NYTimes.
I am going to try to work the phrase "clutch my pearls" into conversation at least once a week.

Also in the article:

“This is a health-food restaurant, in a way,” she said. “People feel well here. In the sense that there’s no guilt, there’s no denial, there’s no self-deprivation.”

Hurdy Gurdy Man - I could not resist

This was posted on Rhizome as a comment to Brian Khek's Venus With Drop Shadow.  (Sounds like a random generator sentence, no?)  I couldn't resist posting it here.

The last time I went to London for work was quite a while ago now.  Five years?  I put up in a too big too fancy place not far from my office, and the fire alarms kept sounding through the night.  At some point I was very cranky, very jet lagged, and I worked out Hurdy Gurdy Man (and then Atlantis) on my uke.   Of course, if I'd been carrying a computer instead of my uke, I could have just gone to donochords.  And hummed.

I'm no a dead yet. (I think)

Our friend, Zahra Partovi, has invited us to a screening of her new film,  REM:

Rapid

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       Movement

Our old, old, old friend, Lewis Klahr (begorah, we're old) was just in town showing films at Millenium, and sad to say, we weren't able to get together.

Our friend, Giuseppe, took us to a raucous birthday celebration for himself at Enoteca Maria in St. George, the county of Richmond, and I had flashbacks to looney times of 30 years ago.  Yowza!

A crisis has struck the family, and we siblings have pulled together as though not a day has passed since we lived under one roof.  It's sad and beautiful.  And we're no a dead yet.