Sunday, February 13, 2011

Benton's Gap, 1932


I am a tiny wooden boat knocking against a falldown dock on a dark green river that tastes of iron and weeds.

I drift to the end of my painter and that's as far as I go.


Last night I made calamari a la Ezra.

Tentacles, rings, flour, salt, pepper, garlic aioli, lemon.

Sriracha and beer.

Thank you, Ezra. 


I think if I make this for the woman on the verge with a lime chili dipping sauce I might keep her tethered to me a bit longer.

Say a hundred years or so.


If you can't be no damn good, be a good cook.


I watched Sin Nombre last night and dreamed of bloody killings.


Remember impermanence.

It's real.





Blogger said...

to the girl with the gun and
to the calamari.
will you marry me?

12:41 PM  
Blogger 37paddington said...

i think you hooked the girl. lucky you.

that picture, it makes me think of American Gothic and Bonnie and Clyde, pastoral and dangerous.

12:45 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

i marry you.

i marry you.

i marry you.

i cook you calamari.

i marry you.

i marry you,

I cook you butternut squash raviolis,

I marry you,

I wash your dog,

I marry you,

I snore and fart,

I marry you,

I make some art.

yes, and yes, and yes,

I marry you again.


The Dread Pirate Roberts

12:46 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


I almost titled this piece "American Gothic with AK-47" but I totally missed the Bonnie and Clyde angle, but of course you are right.

And I did hook the girl, didn't I?

What a lucky sonofabitch I am.

12:52 PM  
Blogger Maggie May said...

as you wish.

12:53 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

the very best movie about true love.

and the only thing you need to learn to say to the one you love.

12:55 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth said...

Those rings -- that beer -- my mouth is watering.

1:00 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


I'm sitting here right now eating the leftovers for lunch, and drinking the leftover beers, and let me tell you,


1:18 PM  
Blogger Ms. Moon said...

Honey, it is ALWAYS better the second time.
I've got venison meatloaf and baked potatoes in the oven and ketchup at the ready.
If that ain't love, I give up.
That couple in the picture? I don't know. Their ends are not going to be pretty.

5:04 PM  
Blogger Petit fleur said...

Guns, Calamari, lemon, hot sauce and beer... what could be better?

Yea, yea, I know, having the WOTV there to eat and drink it all with you would be better! :-}
Of course it would, but it's a good start.


5:25 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

Ms. Moon-

Sounds delicious.

And their ends may not be pretty, but I'll bet they're pretty interesting.

6:12 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

Petit Fleur-

sounds like you've got me nailed down pretty good.

6:12 PM  
Blogger susan t. landry said...

the ability to cook a fine meal--and the ability to expres appreciation for one--has saved many a relationship, or at least delayed the inevitable.

2:35 PM  

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