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Monday, January 26, 2004

"France is passing through a period of vulgarity. Paris, a center radiating universal stupidity. Despite Moliere and Beranger, no one would ever have believed that France would take to the road of progress at such a rate..." - Charles Baudelaire, preface to Flowers of Evil

My father would often, walk into the room where my sisters and I were watching television and the first thing out of his mouth would be: Could you turn that thing off?

He was convinced that television would be the ruin of us (and of course he was right).

When we were kids, we were on a dreaded t.v. schedule. I don't remember what it was exactly, but maybe one hour a night and a few hours on the weekend.

Even when we were adults, my father would still walk into a room, see that the t.v. was on and the first thing out of his mouth was: Could you turn that thing off?  It didn't matter what was on.

Yesterday, as I was flipping through the channels, for a millisecond I saw the parade of celebrities on the red carpet before the Golden Globes and I quickly switched over to a show about polar bears in Alaska (which was actually equally primative).  But the point is: I never flipped back. I never went back. The glitter and the glamour - gone. 

The only line I heard, during this red-carpet parade was: "The men have decided to wear traditional tuxedoes" or something to that effect.  Even that was too much for me.

My father's genes have finally had their way with me.

I've turned the corner. I don't care who won the Golden Globes. I don't want to see what the idols are wearing or what parties they are attending. I really don't.  And I don't admit this with pride, but with shame, because not to be interested in this, is tantamount to becoming even more un-American than I thought possible.

It is one thing to be against the war.  But against the Golden Globes.  That is truly un-American.

Turn that thing off.

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There's now something like 195 photographs in the stock section, somewhat categorized, and still growing. The automation process that I began a month or so ago is starting to pay off.

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Dave, I view your page daily and like the way the "prints for sale" page is currently set up. It is much easier to locate individual prints. Cheers from Germany!

That is good to hear, because I like it this way sans thumbnails.  It loads fast.  You can do a search on the titles.  And, for me to, it is much easier to find something.

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An art book being published in Milan (on Pasta) wants to use one of my images, though I'm not quite sure whether they want to pay for it.  We'll see.  The cost will be nominal, but I don't really believe in giving things away anymore.

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I guess, after mulling it over, that I'd like to see Edwards win in N.H. tomorrow.  I am afraid that Kerry has too much history.  He came back and threw someone's medals away and protested etc.  I can't see how that is going to play in the south.  I would love to see Edwards and Bush in a debate.  Edwards has the uncanny ability to pronounce words, which is something that I look for in a president.

If he could win tomorrow, and then win his home state -- he might get the big media 'mo.'

7:28:57 AM    


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