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concerning the Life, Studies, Opinions, and Friends, of ERK
'bout Me
Considering
- Biller's Love Witch
- Herzog's Lo and Behold, Reveries of the Connected World
- Schrader's First Reformed
- Howard's Solo
- Sciamma 's Bande de Filles
- Bergman's The Seventh Seal
- Reed & Rosenberg-Lee's Passing
Winks
Our Chives
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January
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- I found this while tidying.
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- I’m looking for new blogs to read and track. I’m p...
- Yesterday and today, all the pretty young things o...
- with roasted delicata squash, sugar-cured cranberr...
- I found this while tidying.
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- I found this while tidying.
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- I found this while tidying.
- made in good part with leftovers from the salad in...
- I found this while tidying.
- Rod Lane
- I found this while tidying.
- Golden beets, walnuts, blood oranges, cara cara na...
- I found this while tidying.
- from my typed notes
- My grandmother Doris Mae Penny Kay, whom I called ...
- I cherish this mistake knnth made.I aspire to erro...
- I found this while tidying.
- pro.
- who loses everything.
- For Suzanne
- Horror Feathers
- I found this while tidying.
- This is destined to become a new winter regular.
- An Advance
- from my typed notes
- I found this while tidying.
- today is very cold. our thermometer read -9 F this...
- I found this while tidying.
- The Turn
- Spot Sequence - Update Right Up to Date
- At the Ballet
- Props
- This Citizen Cake poster-- once very important to ...
- Lord help the mister: ITEOTWAWKI (AIFF)
- Purge
- love, love, & love.
- Tidying turned into minor redecorating. This decor...
- I have coffee on weekend mornings (and holidays). ...
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- Pot
- stunning photo sent by bradford-- one of his favor...
- Patchy
- this. sign me up.
- Mistreatment
- 100 proof
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- Spot On
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- Happy New Year, Friends!
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4 comments:
You know, you're a pretty young thing, too.
Oh no: I am like Paris, France-- "too old and cold and settled in my ways." They read Camus; I read them.
My bus died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don't know.
I want them to be reading Cadmus. Or at least enjoying reproductions in a monograph.
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