I would very much like to be described as:

Adj.1.elvish - usually good-naturedly mischievous; “perpetrated a practical joke with elfin delight”; “elvish tricks”

Review of BBQ in the Southern United States

"

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes -
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands -
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

"
- Snow, Louis MacNeice

Nazi Zombies Invade New York!

Every night when I go to sleep, I secretly wish to wake to 1 of 3 scenarios:

1)  I live in a futuristic country under fascist rule and I am part of an underground resistance.  The work is difficult and dangerous, but it is satisfying.  I am deadly.

2)  Zombie apocalypse.

3)  I live in New York, I am an English professor, and I travel to other countries to film funny things, sad things, wonderful things, and awful things to bring the rest of the world’s attention to away from itself and to help people expand their perspectives.

All 3 would be awesome…or overwhelming….

I'm sure this picture doesn't help

The first one is my most heartfelt desire.  Like, it makes me giddy.  Kind of sick, huh?

In all this talk of time Talk is fine But I don’t want to stay around Why can’t we pantomime, just close our eyes And sleep sweet dreams Me and you with wings on our feet?

In all this talk of time
Talk is fine
But I don’t want to stay around
Why can’t we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Me and you with wings on our feet?

Trusting my instincts from now on. 

"No man and no woman is an island, but everyone of us is a peninsula, half attached to the mainland, half facing the ocean—one half connected to family and friends and culture and tradition and country and nation and sex and language and many other things, and the other half wanting to be left alone to face the ocean."
- Amos Oz

Dying is Fine—Ra Ra Riot

L’après-midi de L’accident

Dear Alaska, you are beautiful.