This is a virtual cafe where all ideas are entertained all facts discerned, all topics discussed. And just because the proprietor has a passion for Christ, books, and the Acoustic guitar, that doesn't mean you can't veer wildly off into different subjects. So, come in, have a coffee (imported especially from Verble's finca in El Salvador), and talk about whatever you want.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Overheard at the Counter: The State of Modern Literature
I don't like books any more. Can't stand them. They are eating themselves. They always try to catch my attention by telling me that they are "unique". This is a lie. Books Re not unique. Every story is the same story and it is the story that has been told since we first learned how to diatinguish a grunt from a growl and call it words. The honor in a book is how it tells and retells this same story, it is the tilt that makes it special, but by God don't try to convince me that it is unique, because it is not.
And stop telling me that it is powerful, that it packs a punch,that it will leave me breathless. If I want to see something powerful I will walk into a waterfall. If I want to be packed by a punch I will get myself into a barfight. If I want to be left breathless I will make love to a beautiful woman who walked with me into the waterfall and pulled me out of the bar.
Don't tell me that they are timely. Watches are timely, books mark off decades, and centuries. And stop saying thatthey are inspirational. Nothing inspires me but a sunset or the success of others.
And atop telling me that it is an outstanding achievement. Birthing a baby is an outstanding achievement. Not punching your boss in the face when she screams ar you for not kissing her royal butt every day, that's an achievement. A book is aimply several million words steung in a line.
I love words, totally love them. But books, books I can no longer stand, because the only steing of worss worth reading in books these days are the ones on the back cover that tell me how magnificent this book is.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Overheard at Table 5: All Our Sons
One Dad to Another: The other day I found on the Google history some of the sites my son's suddenly started hitting when he's SUPPOSED to be doing homework. Had to have a good long talk with him about what porn is and how nasty it is, I mean I was really P.O.'d, because I'm telling him, look - all those girls you're checking out, that's somebody's sister, that's somebody's mom, just like if it was his sister or his mom. I think that kind of made him think a little, at least I hope . . .
but what really gets me, I think, is the fact that the sites he was checking out weren't even classy! We're talking some nasty, lo-qual porn, lemme tellya!
but what really gets me, I think, is the fact that the sites he was checking out weren't even classy! We're talking some nasty, lo-qual porn, lemme tellya!
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Overheard at Table 1: Ballad Compilation
Can you believe I found this in the cut-out bin the other day? Look at the tracks on this baby . . . it's just called A Pack of Ballads Both Old and Contemporary.
Every song on here is just beautiful - just simply beautiful . . .
Every song on here is just beautiful - just simply beautiful . . .
John Wesley Harding – Little Musgrave
Todd Snider – DB Cooper
Tannahill Weavers – Harris and the Mare
James Taylor – The Frozen Man
Cry Cry Cry – Cold Missouri Waters
Richard Shindell – Are You Happy Now?
Bryan Bowers – The Scotsman
Bob Dylan – Jim Jones
John McCutcheon – Christmas in the Trenches
Tom Waits – Romeo is Bleeding
Maloney, O’Connell, Keane – There Were Roses
Kevin Burke’s Open House – Oedipus Rex
Nanci Griffith – Tecumseh Valley
The Pogues – And the Band Played Waltzing Mathilda
Monday, April 23, 2012
Overheard at the Counter: TOP TEN SONGS
Every now and again a person must examine their life in context of what they consider to be the top ten songs of all time. Today is one of those days, and I have realized that several of the songs contained herein have always been on my top ten list (namely "In the Mood") but there are several surprises, which may just be from my current mood. But here they are, the top ten songs - based somewhat on performance, but some also have strengths because multiple performances show the strength of the song (namely "Moonlight Sonata") . . . but without further ado, hoodoo, or voodoo - here is:
1) Glen Miller - In the Mood
2) Ray Charles - Hit the Road, Jack
3) Aretha Franklin - RESPECT
4) Ludwig Von Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata
5) Heart - Barracuda
6) The Beatles - I am the Walrus
7) JS Bach - Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
8) Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train
9) Simon and Garfunkel - America
10) Buddy Holly - Everyday
1) Glen Miller - In the Mood
2) Ray Charles - Hit the Road, Jack
3) Aretha Franklin - RESPECT
4) Ludwig Von Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata
5) Heart - Barracuda
6) The Beatles - I am the Walrus
7) JS Bach - Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
8) Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train
9) Simon and Garfunkel - America
10) Buddy Holly - Everyday
Friday, April 20, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Overread at Booth 1: Holocaust Rememberance Day
from 366.
110.
As the bells toll
in Israel,
work stops this morning,
and heads are hung in solemn silence.
6 million.
12 million.
some say only two million.
some even say,
not one.
not one in the oven.
not one made into lampshades.
not one made into soap
this morning,
the bells are rung, rung
in rememberance of
being herded into boxcars,
crowded so together that
children suffocated,
old women suffocated.
imagine staring out through the slats
of a train car at the grey polish countryside
slickering by,
while some unknown corpse slowly aches
against your breast.
110.
As the bells toll
in Israel,
work stops this morning,
and heads are hung in solemn silence.
6 million.
12 million.
some say only two million.
some even say,
not one.
not one in the oven.
not one made into lampshades.
not one made into soap
this morning,
the bells are rung, rung
in rememberance of
being herded into boxcars,
crowded so together that
children suffocated,
old women suffocated.
imagine staring out through the slats
of a train car at the grey polish countryside
slickering by,
while some unknown corpse slowly aches
against your breast.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Overheard at Table 5: Headline of the Week
Phil: This was the funniest headline I've seen all week, it came from that little widget thing newsfeeds that I get on Windows 7, it just read
KATE WINSLETT'S TITANIC 3D BREASTS BANNED IN CHINA
Jaime: No joke?!
Phil: No joke. Cracked me up all day!
Jaime: I just feel bad for those Chinese.
KATE WINSLETT'S TITANIC 3D BREASTS BANNED IN CHINA
Jaime: No joke?!
Phil: No joke. Cracked me up all day!
Jaime: I just feel bad for those Chinese.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Overheard at Booth 4: Staring at my Eyes
Husband: Honey, I want some bonus points.
Wife: For what?
Husband: When I was going into the grocery store yesterday, I saw this guy coming out with a woman who was obviously his wife.
Wife: How was it obvious she was his wife?
Husband: She was out in front mod him and didn't look happy at all. But when I saw what was on his t-shirt I coold understand why. He had this t-shirt that read "Tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes!"
Wife: How disrespectful!
Husband: That's why I want you to give me some husband bonus points, because at least I'm not THAT guy!
Wife: For what?
Husband: When I was going into the grocery store yesterday, I saw this guy coming out with a woman who was obviously his wife.
Wife: How was it obvious she was his wife?
Husband: She was out in front mod him and didn't look happy at all. But when I saw what was on his t-shirt I coold understand why. He had this t-shirt that read "Tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes!"
Wife: How disrespectful!
Husband: That's why I want you to give me some husband bonus points, because at least I'm not THAT guy!
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
At the Counter: Good Friday
Verble says, "You know, those Medieval painters certainly knew how to illustrate graphic depictions of physical pain."
Lucky Moran says, "That's because they had a really good idea about what physical pain was like. These guys lived this kind of torture."
John Steppenwolf says, "Yeah, nowadays we just thank Him for taking the pain for us. In those days they were using him as an example that pain could be survivable!"
Verble holds up his phone. "Look, here's a snapshot from Niall! He's standing at Calvary."
Steppenwolf, "Hm. Doesn't quite have the same feel with the shanty town apartment housing growing out of the side of the hill."
Lucky, "Two thousand years and you didn't expect any progress?"
Verble, "'Spose you're right. That's some prime real estate. Me, I wish I had the Garden of Gethsemene for a backyard, but maybe that's just incorrect wishing."
The Barista chimes in, "I think you're all really missing the whole point of the day. It's got nothing to do with paintings or places or pain. Today has nothing to do with anything we can see, feel, touch, remember, or even worship. It's all about sacrifice. Sacrifice for no other reason than a love that defies all logic and sanity."
"Wow!" says Lucky. "I didn't know you were that religious."
"I'm not," she replies. "I'm just respectful."
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Overheard at Table 3: Martin
Hey man do you think it's OK that I feel that this whole Trayvon Martin thing is getting out of hand? I mean, do you think there would be such a stink if Zimmerman had been a black neighborhood watchman?
No. I don't think it's OK fir you to think that way. I think we could get lynched by libs if anybody ever heard you talking like that.
But seriously, young black makes get shot and killed by young black males every day! Why isn't there an outrage over all those innocent deaths?
Get away from me. I don't know you, racist.
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