Sunday, January 29, 2006

Divine Authority

In Atlanta, visiting Cyn. Wet and cold outside, ideal within - coffee, Wire's On the Box: 1979 on the Nano, a sneezing fourteen-year-old cat gambolling underfoot, the New York Times' crossword, etc. Recovering from Saturday's torpid wedding reception. A Russian friend from university, Vika, married her long-time Moldavian beau, Mischa, in Covington, a hick-ass suburban redoubt. Mikhail's emigration was sponsored by a religious convocation there, so we were forced to endure an extraordinarily vapid (alcohol-free, hymn-suffused) procession. Jesus, we had to eat at a fucking Chili's, visit a Baptist church, toast the bride and groom with Sprite! Those (often enjoyably risible) calamities notwithstanding, the after-party was awash in requisite spirits, and Russki techno blared into the morning...

We've managed at last to stir. Off to lunch, etc.


KD Returns to KSV!

Hello Droogs, Kevin Drumm and I picked up our conversation - one that surges, drifts off, abates, and swells with elliptic certainty ever...