Happy Thanksgiving. I dont feel much like writing. I went for a walk up to Papa Dinos. I think Ill now go for a walk in the other direction and see this fair view for myself. I like Cincinnati. Everywhere you are, theres a view.
I am waiting for Young-Ki and Katie to escort me to dinner. Im pretty excited about it. I spent the afternoon reading Tom PhillipsINFERNO and the OULIPO COMPENDIUM.
The Unknown just isnt calling out to me the way it used to do. I cant connect to the Web. I dont know why.
I am just sitting here waiting. Yep.
It is now 1:26. I had a wonderful evening with Young-Ki & Katie & assorted relatives: everybody except Young-Kis mother. The marriage is fully on in the grooms fathers eyes. It is a groovy and awkward collision of traditions: gardening, math, and ... Korea.
Young-Ki hugged me goodbye.
He may be the best cook Ive met in years. It will be years before I have the balls to cook a turkey and feed it to people.
Hes got great, hungry brothers, who live and work and study in New York and Boston. Hes got a solid dad and a little sister, whom all the elder brothers lovingly pick on, making her eat vegetables with her whipped cream. Reddi-Wip. Proofread THAT.
Brusselssprouts. Proofread THAT. Is the apostrophe in the right place?
He presented Young-Kis parents with numerous gifts relevant to the ceremony of marriage. These included a meticulously constructed photo-album of Young-Kis development from infant to adult.
Marriage may be a bigger deal to Young-Kis dad than to any of the other relevant parties.
And why was Young-Kis mom in Korea, and his dad not even taking a turn on the phone when she called?
But they let me drink and drink I did. I was good and polite and spent some time reading books but was not particularly bitter or withdrawn. I was good.
And, Dirk, now I sit, in your plush pad, smoking and drinking with 12 Monkeys on in the other room. I watched this last night with Mike. If you ever want to have a 1/2-hour conversation about this movie, Im ready. This is my second time listening to it without seeing it.
What a night!
Young-Ki & Katie are swell. And since I spent the afternoon reading the Oulipo book, I was ready to talk abut math and literature combined. With Katies dad. Thereby being socially useful. Talking about math and poetry. Queneaus 100 thousand billion sonnets. Perecs Las Disparitions.
Dirk I am opening my second of those sweet dark Guinnesses (sic ?) you left in your fridge. I enjoy beer like this.
I will enjoy it until its gone.
I love the movie in the next room.
I may or may not write scenes for the Unknown.
But we can put this in the Unknown.
We can put it all in, because everything is encyclopedic yet dissonant.
Thanks Dirk! It was a good Thanksgiving. I couldnt figure out how to replace your beer. Ill make it up somehow.