Friday, December 10, 2010
(Seemingly Eternal) Life
Well...I'm looking forward to the time shortly after Christmas when I'll be able to curl up with a book, namely this one. Well, perhaps "curl up". I think "curling up with a book" was possible when bones & ligaments and joints were more pliable. Perhaps, I'll simply be lying down with Life.
Life, however, is not what the author, a certain Keith Richards, is leaving behind in his wake. On the occassion of a book reading at the NY Public Library, an orchid came too close to the aura (and the smoke aroma) of Mr. Richards. But then again, which was more rare, the now departed orchid or the unkillable Mr. "Nuke Coocroach" Richards?
Life, however, is not what the author, a certain Keith Richards, is leaving behind in his wake. On the occassion of a book reading at the NY Public Library, an orchid came too close to the aura (and the smoke aroma) of Mr. Richards. But then again, which was more rare, the now departed orchid or the unkillable Mr. "Nuke Coocroach" Richards?
Labels: 2010: Are We Recovering Yet?
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