The President of the Daily Days newspaper comes off as extremely polite and understanding to his employees. Balalaika, both to her own gang and her outsourced labor, the crew of the Lagoon.
The New York Times15 Nov. The following material may be protected under copyright. It is used here for archival, educational, and research purposes, not for commercial gain or public distribution.
Individuals using this material should respect the author's rights in any use of this material. Most mornings, there was a guy named Dick in the next booth, reading The New York Times and chuckling over little items he found in it that amused him.
As far as I knew, he didn't work, this Dick, and I wondered why he got up so early in the morning. Perhaps he didn't mind getting up because there was no job waiting for him to buckle down to, or maybe he went back to sleep after he finished chuckling over The New York Times.
Whatever his reason, I know I both envied and resented his freedom, I would have liked to have leisure and the detachment to chuckle over The Times too—but I had to hustle off to work. This is how I feel about Richard Brautigan's stories.
In fact, what I've just written sounds like a Brautigan story, right down to the inexplicable coincidence of both characters being named Richard. Musing About Life Brautigan sounds like a relaxed observer with all the time in the world to muse over the curious little turns life takes.
Overheard remarks, incongruous occurrences, sense impressions, the shape of buildings or the look of people, the color of the weather—all this mixed in with memories, girls, places, jotting in a notebook, made by a man with nothing pressing on him, no compulsion to put it all in perspective, interpret it, drive it to the wall and ask "What does it mean?
The shortest is three lines and the longest is seven pages. As you can see, there isn't much room for deep probing or sustained interaction.
No sweat, man, you take it as it comes. Don't look at it too hard or you'll see beyond the moment, the two-penny epiphany, to the fact that these are just postcards, sent by somebody who's on vacation from life, a vacation he took a bus to, carrying nothing but a knapsack.
This doesn't mean that Revenge of the Lawn isn't fun to read. There are lots of nice things. A man who "looked if life had given him an endless stream of two-timing girlfriends, five-day drunks and cars with bad transmissions.
A man who is so fond of poems that he decides to take the plumbing out of his house and replace it with poetry. A sudden sight, on a beach near Monterey, of a group of "frog people," boys and girls dressed in black rubber suits with yellow oxygen tanks, eating watermelon.
There's a pleasant vignette of Brautigan watching a guy in the City Lights book store trying to make up his mind to buy one of his books. Finally be tosses a coin and the book loses. A really sweet piece—yes, I mean sweet—describes last night's girl getting dressed in the morning, disappearing, in due time, into her clothes and becoming a wholly adventure.
There's another girl "sleeping in a very well-built blond way," until suddenly she starts to get up. Tinting With Literature Brautigan has a good feeling for the American past, for small towns and the erosion of life styles, that is surprising in a man only in his middle thirties.
But sometimes he's not satisfied to leave these quaint old snapshots alone and tries to tint them with literature. His longest story is about a boy going hunting in Oregon with his uncle Jarv.
They stop in as small town, where Uncle Jarv writes a postcard and the boy stares at a nude Marilyn Monroe calendar on the post office wall. Somebody in the town has shot two bear cubs and a practical joker dresses them up—one in a white silk negligee—and sits them in a car.Anton Chekhov was born on the feast day of St.
Anthony the Great (17 January Old Style) 29 January in Taganrog, a port on the Sea of Azov in southern benjaminpohle.com was the third of six surviving children.
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