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[scottobear]

Hmm... reading James Ellroy's "LA Quartet" Black Dahlia, The Big Nowhere, L.A. Confidential, and White Jazz... so far, it's certainly his best work. (Reading Nowhere now... I'm glad that I took Robin's Recommendation... I initially didn't want to read them, because his later books are really kinetic, written in a telegraphic style that can go for paragraphs, pages, without a complete sentence. ("12:45. Buzz McCall on the Simmons roust. Goose egg on McKibben. Nothing yet from that lazy fat fuck in Ballistics. Hit the street and out to the Valley to brace the shine at his fuck pad." Etc... I've seen people's journals here written on the same level. bleh.)

Occasionally I got the giggles when reading in that format, which I don't think is what he had in mind. That said, Dudley Smith is one scary guy. I'd cross the street if I knew he was coming, not that it would help.

Other things I'm currently stumbling over...Pennsylvania Dutch Hex signs.

• http://www.folkart.com/hex/meaning.htm


• http://www.amishnews.com/hexsigns.htm


• http://www.folkart.com/hex/ramona/sketches.htm

Thinking about a Clockwork Distelfink. Can you dig it, Scotto? Noir fiction in Pennsylvania Dutch country? Maybe.

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[rejectomorph]

My grandmother certainly belived in psychic powers, and sometimes consulted fortune tellers. My mother always disapproved of them. She has no explanation for why she believes certain things so adamantly. She simply knows that John Wayne was gay, that Bill Clinton did not have sexual relations with that woman, that Dan Quayle was tricked into mispelling "potato," that one person accused of a crime is guilty and another innocent,and all the evidence in the world will not sway her. While my grandmother would have attributed her own knowledge of such things to her psychic ability, my mother simply "knows" these things to be so, and assumes that all right thinking people will agree with her, evidence and reason be damned. In short, Mom is a wacko, and that is the one thing she doesn't know, even though everyone else in the world does. I'm accustomed to it, myself, but it's fun to watch the reactions of other people when she spouts one of her odd beliefs to them. It annoyed me when I was a kid, but now I find it quite entertaining.

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[scottobear.livejournal.com]

yikes... well... as long as it's harmless, and entertaining. :)

all right-thinking people... there's a scary turn of phrase.