Thursday, March 10, 2005

I CAN STUDY RAIN

The flower of consciousness unfolding. My opinion of grass; the feeling of heat behind my cheekbones when I cry; the length I prefer my fingernails; my memories of the tiny hill in my parent’s backyard; the first cigarette I smoked. The first record I bought. The books I read between 1977 and 1981. The fabrics of my favorite shirts through the years. The face I make when I look into the mirror in a changeroom. The oyster bar in Grand Central Station. Feeling good. Feeling bad. Textiles. Urine. Interspecies communication. Beautiful girls, beautiful girls. The music of Philip Glass. A photograph I took of Bangkok.



Wednesday, March 09, 2005

¡HOLA!

1) For once, the lengthy silence here at Mango Pudding Blues is not due to a crisis in the machinery of joy. The opposite; things are going very well indeed. We recently returned from a week of intensive r & r in Cuba. Prior we were helping prepare for and then attending an interior design trade show with our old pal Perry Lang, maker of fine sheet metal furnishings.

2) And we have a new boss. The old boss is finished. We have a new boss.

3) Red peppers, red onion, portabella mushrooms and zucchini in bite-sized chunks tossed in a good Portuguese olive oil and balsamic vinegar with about a teaspoon each of dried basil and oregano, half a teaspoon of crushed red pepper, some black pepper, salt and a couple of cloves of minced garlic. Thread on to skewers and on to the barbecue for, like, 12 to 15 minutes. Top with grated havarti and serve alongside steak with red wine and shallot butter.

4) No, we did not make it to see The Gates. Did you? What did you think? We did see the exhibition of Christo preparatory works at the AGO in Toronto and we have become, belatedly, fans.

5) In Cuba, to our surprise, there were many, many beautiful topless women on the beach. Killer was their queen, whipping out the sisters with gleeful abandon the second she saw what was going on. We just sat there every day in a woozy stupor, gooned on sunshine, fine rum and naked hoobies.

6) And did we mention; we have a new boss? We have a new boss.