May 25, 2006
Ow, ow, ow. Also, weird stuff.
There used to be a set of long staircases going from the World Trade Center's lower level down to the PATH train to New Jersey. I once managed to trip and fall down about a third of their length. This hurt much less than you might think, and I got up and went down the rest of the steps (more slowly) to work.
Today, I know where the pain from that day went. Gah. Some sort of viral muscle joint throat horror.
Despite having glowing reviews from Gordy Doctorow and Emma Bull, Stephan Zielinski's Bad Magic is actually good. C/D, Yerevan (y/n)?
My friend Alexandra gave me this behemoth jerrycan of official State of Vermont Pure Maple Syrup. A gallon's worth, about four liters, five and a half kilos. It looks like this, but even more so. Z gave me a bag of Vietnamese coffee beans from her recent trip (we're pretty sure it's not this kind). And Onion John recorded some Killdozer for me. Perhaps I will sing some for you. Yes.
On the television, a ship was sinking
it seemed so real, but it was just a movie
made by Irwin Allen (my, what a relief)
and on this ship was Ernest Borgnine,
brave in the face of certain death
he played a cop on a pleasure cruise
along with his wife, an ex-prostitute
of course, Shelley Winters, she was on the ship
she was good, too -- but she died
as did Gene Hackman, a preacher,
who gave his life so that others could live
he died shouting "how many more lives?!"
On the screen, the city crumbled
so realistic, but yet another film
by the master of realism, mr. Irwin Allen
no less a man than Lorne Greene, and mr. George Kennedy,
risked their lives to save the lives of strangers
their selflessness was moving
Chuck Heston was in the movie too -- but he was just a ham.
On the tv, a building in flames
it was "Towering Inferno" by Irwin Allen
O.J. Simpson led the cast
in a man-against-nature fight-for-survival
it was awesome!
yeah, man, it blew me away.
Killdozer, "Man vs. Nature", Twelve-Point Buck
UPDATE: I was curious what became of Killdozer. The Oscar Mayer plant? The Huber brewery? Waupun? Nope.
Posted by coyu at May 25, 2006 07:10 PM
Waupun... you poor guy, were you thinking that was where people with a Voice ended up?
He looks like he's found peace. Were you reminded of David Tenner's post about Wallace Stevens?
Yerevan: y. By hand if possible. We can climb Mt. Ara_gats_. Nearly as tall, and barely half as lethal.
Doug M.
No, Waupun just seems a plausible destination for a guy who drank a lot of Huber and said things like, "I could make a better hamburger with my AS[family blog]LE!"
He apparently keeps in touch.
I am probably not the only one who mentally hears the name of his papers recited in his Voice:
Administrators
face yet another EDI challenge!
use of Social Security Numbers
by health care plans under fire
et cetera.
Posted by: Carlos at May 26, 2006 11:21 PMThat can't possibly be the same guy, can it? Then again, I can testify that the world of benefits consulting is a wild and wooly place. Those actuaries drink like fish......
Speaking of which: Huber, that's the Cheesehead version of Colt 45 or Thunderbird, right? Buck a case?
Posted by: Bernard Guerrero at May 27, 2006 12:40 AMNo, it's the same guy. (I went "Jesus Hangover Christ," and e-mailed Onion John. John e-mailed back a minute later and said, oh yeah, we're still in contact. Ba[familyblog]rd.)
Googling: "I'm a tax lawyer in Los Angeles, and yes it is very fulfilling and rewarding. Knowing that, you can't possibly really want to hear my stories. I can tell you that my three-page personal essay about my fulfilling and rewarding career in Killdozer got me into NYU Law School, that and a nice letter of recommendation from Big Black's rocker turned lawyer Santiago Durango!"
Also, someone had the same idea about his article titles. ba[familyblog]rd.
Huber is not Black Label, Grain Belt, or Old Milwaukee. This is important.
Posted by: Carlos at May 27, 2006 01:06 AM