Louis Kronenberger said,

"The test of interesting people is that subject matter doesn't matter."

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Late brunch with L at the famous Carroll Street Cafe. Elvis was there, swear to god, outside the cafe. He sang to us and pointed at us (you can picture it) when passed him on the sidewalk.

We went (me & L, not Elvis) to where the Buford Dam keeps Lake Lanier from flooding the Chattahoochee. While there we encountered danger


beauty

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and, strangely, a deck adrift in the woods.


This was probably a simple viewing or observation deck (though a Land of Misfits one, since the view was from woods of woods) but it's more fun to think of it as an impetuous porch come somehow untethered from its house, running away and starting over, Grizzly Adams-style, someplace deep in the woods, forever struggling to conceal its identity. Isn't it?

Hours of late-afternoon lake swimming


before heading back to Bedlam, eating at Udipi, and drinking a very fine bottle of wine.

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Last Wednesday I went with Rashid, who has never complained about not having a pseudonym on this blog, to see Eraserhead, which was playing at the Plaza.


We went to the Righteous Room afterwards for drinks, debriefing, and some general catching up.

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Mr. O: Possibly in two weeks.