Sunday, August 03, 2008

mother and child reunion


We watched "Encounters at the End of the World" yesterday. That Werner Herzog, man. He's something else.

He makes the world a richer place. He's a real student of horror. He looks for it, finds it, everywhere. But he's enraptured by it, and he makes us feel it. I love the guy.

In this film, he goes down to Antarctica and points his camera into the faces of the strange creatures there- the bus driver, the linguist/gardener, the philosopher/bulldozer operator, the Mayan king/journeyman plumber, the escape artist/small engine repairman, on and on.

The prosaic ugliness of the last outpost.

And the ice. The strange world under it. 


Antarctica self-selects for weirdos. 


The other day I made a thai hot and sour seafood soup that was very good. Last night I roasted a bunch of baby broccoli, sweet peppers, and onions and then coated them with garlic and butter and tossed them in with some farfalle pasta. It was good.


After two weeks of being sick, I think I'm better today.


Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.



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