I still haven't caught up with a world in which people post their wish lists online and actually get a meaningful response. But since nobody asked, I thought I'd give a rundown of my own special desires:
• A six-pack of Jever pilsener that hasn't gone skunky with age • A large bag full of real sour cherries • The smell of a sugar-free Monster drink, the sort in the blue-and-black can, on a cold December night • That Big Red Book of Carl Jung's, recently made available in English • More friends who are up, literally and figuratively, for indulging my only-after-10-pm night life • A good showing against Kansas on Tuesday • A whiff of yatagan • Credit where credit is due • A DVD of Germany In Autumn • The sound of a burbling stream • A turntable that has both analog and USB outputs • The discovery of previously suppressed Jean-Jacques Beineix films the equal of Diva • A human touch • The use of an apartment in Berlin for a month • A case of A-Treat red cream soda • A DSLR worthy of my photographic ability • The Lego Hogwarts Express • Coffee with Adam Phillips • The chance to perform in an avant-garde staging of J.G. Ballard's Crash • A complete set of the recordings, including outtakes, that Rainer Ptacek made in the last year of his life • Dinner at the old Café Terra Cotta, at Campbell and River, circa 1997 • My Olympus portable digital recorder, together with its contents, inexplicably vanished sometime in 2008 • A weekend in Mendocino • That enormously comforting sense of having begun in earnest • A patron, individual or institutional, to pay me for my writing and editing • Three hours at The Shelter • A reason to get the Lox platter at Saul's, sometime in the late 1980s • The Matchbox Pontiac GTO, #22, from the late 1960s and early 1970s, in purple and with the faux-metallic hubcaps on Superfast wheels • A surefire regimen for improving one's vertical leap by about six inches • That spot where the back of the neck becomes the side of the neck • The strength to pursue my passions now, instead of deferring them to a future that may never come • A hug
Needless to say, the list could go on longer than a Henry James sentence. But that will do for the moment. If you have any questions, drop me a line.