Archives for 2000

That scene in the

July 31, 2000 by Michael Boyle

80s classic A Fish Called Wanda in which John Cleese speaks random Italian phrases driving Jamie Lee Curtis mad with desire has been running through my brain since Friday night.

The good Dr

July 31, 2000 by Michael Boyle

has managed to get into another adventure up in Woody Creek: last Thursday, Hunter S. Thompson wounded his assistant in a gun mishap. [link via Pith and Vinegar]

I suppose I’ll start

July 28, 2000 by Michael Boyle

I suppose I’ll start by telling you what we did to my grandmother: we cocooned her first in several padded quilts and then in the old horse blanket that Thomas had been brushing clean the entire afternoon; we fastened a rope as thick as my fist around her shoulders, her chest, down her legs and tightly around her ankles, winding it again and again to ensure it was secure; at her head and at her feet we positioned two candles, and when they were lit, it looked like silk-threaded wings were breaking out of her sides and rising up and down against the light.
[excerpt from Suki Lee’s Go Through the Waves]

I tend to expect anymore, during the aforementioned sushi dinner (at a great place up on Bernard, West of du Parc) I met a woman and her partner, who are friends of Ed‘s. The world is quite simply too small.

I was out

July 28, 2000 by Michael Boyle

for sushi the other night to celebrate my friend Suki’s birthday. I have known her a little bit for a long time, and last time we’d seen one another we talked for a while about her first novel, which she’d completed and was shopping around. Anyhow – the other night I asked and it seems things are going well, which is really cool news. At the previous dinner, Suki had given me her card, which of course I promptly lost. But I found it again last night, and through it I also found this, a little website for Go Through the Waves the first novel by Suki Lee.