1. Happy birthday to my favorite novelist of tragedy and despair and horses, Cormac McCarthy.
2. From my friend Jason’s blog, here’s a picture of Papa Hemingway at home in Cuba in 1947. Nice slippers, Hem.
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I read Blood Meridian last summer about the same time Lance was on a Doors kick. I got to the last chapter where the judge, massive, white, and hypoteichotic is chasing the kid across the desert… And then had nightmares that tne judge was chasing me across the desert with Jim Morrison wailing “break on through, break on through, break on through to the other side” as the soundtrack. I couldn’t finish it. Lance had to tell me about the final scene.