I finished
The Ice Storm. No more bikes, and I forget to check on any books. Some photographs and memories:
The "not on the linen" father-son talk was immediately preceded by a near miss with a horn blaring car, which reminded me of Ben tripping outside the Carver's house after boring Janey. Does this qualify as physical comedy?
Somoa.
Whipping the rosebush.
Tricky Dick.
"Living things" in the background;
Greil Marcus. Record skips as Jim Croce sings "moving me down the highway".
♫
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
Why I always have captions on.
Keys caught with ease.
Ben is already in the rearview mirror.
Wendy, playing house with Sandy, is onto something.
Ick factor.
Funny lady. Her husband sure looked relieved as they left together – they were both positively giddy. Better sex than usual tonight, I'd wager.
Background left is Allison Janney, hostess with the mostest.
That's gotta hurt. Alternate caption: Yes I said yes I will yes.
Trees but with leaves.
He's got a point.
Or tea or me.
Jim, last seen provoking ire on the waterbed, is so damn decent (considering). Burying the lede?
Mikey on the icy diving board had me on the edge of my seat.
more photographs and memories
I took these about 35 years ago in Liberty State Park in Jersey City, which is, as one might expect, directly across from the Statue of Liberty:
Well, you know how it ends. That'll haunt me for a while.
