De File

"I'd be dancing if I were in El Paso," was my line for the night. Eli confided that he would be doing the same, were he in El Paso as well. But since we were in Tucson, we watched other people out on the floor, firmly fixed to our spots along the bar. It's true, too: I would have been dancing.

Kim told me yesterday that she was going to consult her favorite book about seventies cinema. She wanted ideas for the International Arts Society film series, specifically films in the same spirit as Antonioni's Zabriskie Point. When I walked into the kitchen just now, I was excited to see the book on the counter, with a handwritten list next to it. I picked up the list, eager to see what she had come up with:

Tilex
Dishwasher Soap
Clorox II
Laundry Soap
Green Garbage Bags
White Garbage Bags
Body Wash

If you ever needed proof that the early 70s were a special time in filmmaking history, look no further.

The ninth in a series:

Philosophy teaches how to be personal without being unparliamentary.

I'd have to describe myself as being parliamentary in my most personal moments. But I'm pretty philosophical about it.

These are the times that call for Situationist aesthetics. Eric found this helpful quote from a piece by Dana Milbank and Robin Wright, writing in The Washington Post:

This is Bush's 33rd visit to his ranch since becoming president. He has spent all or part of 233 days on his Texas ranch since taking office, according to a tally by CBS News. Adding his 78 visits to Camp David and his five visits to Kennebunkport, Maine, Bush has spent all or part of 500 days in office at one of his three retreats, or more than 40 percent of his presidency.

Bob Mould's blog tipped me to this image of our "War President":

Maybe the idea is to spend one night in Crawford for each war death. Let the wheat-pasting commence!