Author Archives: Steve

About Steve

47 and counting.

Sulu returns and Zombie Linderman?

Malcolm McDowell loses his head this time around, so to speak.

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Happy Mother’s Day … er, yeah.

In the 40s when I got up this morning — hello people in control of the weather! It’s May. No more of this cold mornings stuff unless I’m in the mountains — then I expect it to be chilly. Up … Continue reading

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De Profundis and comics.

There are several translations of Georg Trakl’s “De Profundis” out there. And here’s another. The poem is a bit melancholy and creepy, perhaps due to the murder that is indicated by the third stanza, at which point there is a … Continue reading

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Sunday Sunday … was there sun today?

I awoke late but not that late, and not because I awoke late, but because I awoke and went back to sleep, realizing that I still had time to sleep, to let my mind and body rest rather than roll … Continue reading

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A day without light is like …

… night. And now it is night.

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Back in my day …

… I would be embarrassed to turn in radically unreadable and incorrect papers/essays/homework for a grade.

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That’s all she wrote …

That’s how the production ends — not with bang, but with a whimper. But what a whimper it was.

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Auffühurung #2 … a success

The problem with 3-night theater productions, like ours, is that they tend to lose steam on the 2nd night, especially if the 1st was a success. You become satisfied. Self-satisfied. It’s hard to keep it up, it’s hard to believe, … Continue reading

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Cheezus Christ

Son of Gouda.

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Final week of classes approaching.

Let’s call this the final Sunday of the semester. Not exactly accurate, depending on when you conclude the semester. But there is but one week of class left, three more classes, three more opportunities to hand back old essays and … Continue reading

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