Haiku 31+21=52 in These titles mean nothing.

Red is the color
of my true love’s Chevy truck.
He’d like a Corvette

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This is just a fire plug, but it’s red.

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I bought grocery store sushi today. The pretty Asian girl makes it as you wait and fills a pretty counter with Smoked Salmon Philadelphia Roll and Spring Roll. The sushi counter is right beside the cold cut counter. The totally non-Asian man who dispensed and wrapped my turkey pastrami noticed that I buy sushi too.

I bought an embarrassing number of books today. Want to hear what they are?

Sure you do.

• John Sugden’s Tecumseh, A Life. I bought it for the words at the top of a randomly opened page ‘Prairie du Chein’ and for its dense prose and besides Jim said to get it.

• Nicholas Dawidoff’s The Crowd Sounds Happy, A Story of Love, Madness and Baseball. I bought it for a randomly opened and found paragraph about the dangers of New York City. Dawidoff is the author of The Catcher Was a Spy, about Moe Berg, a book I own and have read and liked a lot.

• Bernice Kert’s The Hemingway Woman. New York Times Christopher Lehmann-Haupt is quoted on the cover: “Absorbing… Hemingway’s life a symphony of movements defined by the women he loved.” I was never sure he loved any of them but I’ll see what the book says.

• Norman Sherry’s The Life of Graham Greene Volume II: 1939 - 1955. I have and have read Volume I. I like Greene a lot.

• Andrew Field’s VN The Life and Art of Vladimir Nabokov. I like Nabokov too. Ada, my favorite.

• Robert Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land. It was recommended to me. I’m very little into science fiction but I will give it a try.

Last updated February 21, 2016