Monday, December 5, 2011
Story Corp.
Friday, July 22, 2011
The Glow
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
The Weeknd
Tatts on your arms
High-heel shoes make you six feet tall
Everybody wants you, you can have them all
But I got what you need
Girl I got your bag, I got it all
Hold your drink baby don't you fall
Be there in a minute baby just one call
You don't gotta ask me
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
A Love Too Big To Last
A Love Too Big To Last
Love Letters.
Being pushed to emotional limits.
xoxo Elizabeth Taylor & Richard Burton.
The last day of March
My darling Sleeping Child, …I am oddly shy about you. I still regard you as an … inviolate presence. You are as secret as the mysterious processes of the womb. I'm not being fancy … I have treated women, generally, very badly and used them as an exercise for my contempt except in your case. I have fought like a fool to treat you in the same way and failed. One of these days I will wake up—which I think I have done already—and realize to myself that I really do love. I find it very difficult to allow my whole life to rest on the existence of another creature. I find it equally difficult, because of my innate arrogance, to believe in the idea of love. There is no such thing, I say to myself. There is lust, of course, and usage, and jealousy, and desire and spent powers, but no such thing as the idiocy oflove.
Who invented that concept? I have wracked my shabby brains and can find no answer. But when people die … those who are taken away from us can never come back. Never, never, never, never, never (Lear about Cordelia). We are such doomed fools. Unfortunately, we know it. So I have decided that for a second or two, the precious potential of you in the next room is the only thing in the world worth living for. After your death there shall only be one other and that will be mine. Or I possibly think, vice versa.
Ravaged love,
And loving Rich
Monday, March 21, 2011
Let's Run Away
Portland, your weather is breaking my heart.
Let's run away.
By run away, I mean go to the beach house. And hibernate inside.
We can lounge around and watch a marathon of march madness games while indulging in comfort foods. I'm thinking baked mac 'n cheese. Or nachos.
Sunday morning I'll have to prepare for my big meeting later this week. And you will have to respond to emails. This is to be accomplished with mimosas from under a down comforter while listening to this mix and the waves.
5-mile run. Smoked trout hash. More basketball. More mimosas.
Time is irrelevant. Naps are a must.
We will survive this dismal week.
If that fails, let's take a 3-week vacation to Bali.
It is sunny there.
Let's
Watch The Waves from Heartthrobs on 8tracks.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Bob Dylan & Suze Rotolo
I sat in my car at destination to finish listening to the interview. I am a huge sucker for realistic love stories. The ones that include all aspects of relationships like you didn't know his real last name until he was sauced and dropped his wallet.