You knock the MVP over
Posted: July 9, 2014 Filed under: how to live Leave a comment
James Carville, talking about BC in his book, quoted in this old Politico article:
I’ve learned some great lessons in life from Bill Clinton. And one was his rule for working a room: the moment you walk in, you pick out the most vulnerable, least powerful person and you go talk to that person first and foremost. You knock the MVP over to hug the guy who dropped the game-winning pass. Everybody notices it. And he’s probably the more interesting guy to talk with, anyway.
(AP photo from 3/4/97)
Overheard from the World Cup announcers
Posted: July 8, 2014 Filed under: heroes, sports Leave a comment
Hope turns to prayer… the likelihood is that prayer will turn to disappointment.
Wild Heart
Posted: July 7, 2014 Filed under: celebrity, music Leave a comment
Man. Shoutout to MCW for putting me on to this, I’d never seen it. She must be 33 here?
Compare to the person on the cover of the album:

“I’m telling you, a piano player and a girl — get it.”
Nicks toured for Rock a Little in 1986. The tour ended on October 10, 1986.
The tour marked a turning point in Nicks’ life. The January before the tour was to begin, a plastic surgeon warned her of severe health problems if she did not stop using cocaine. “I said, ‘What do you think about my nose?’,” she recalled on The Chris Isaak Hour in 2009. “And he said, ‘Well, I think the next time you do a hit of cocaine, you could drop dead.” At the end of the Australian tour, Nicks checked herself into the Betty Ford Center for 30 days to overcome her cocaine addiction. Recalling the strong influence of Janis Joplin and Jimi Hendrix on her music and life, she told a UK interviewer, “I saw how they went down, and a part of me wanted to go down with them…but then another part of me thought, I would be very sad if some 25-year-old lady rock and roll singer ten years from now said, ‘I wish Stevie Nicks would have thought about it a little more.’ That’s kind of what stopped me and made me really look at the world through clear eyes.”
Also:
Nicks has started a charity foundation entitled “Stevie Nicks’ Band of Soldiers” which is used for the benefit of wounded military personnel.
In late 2004, Nicks began visiting Army and Navy medical centers in Washington, D. C. While visiting wounded service men and women, Nicks became determined to find an object she could leave with each soldier that would raise their spirits, motivate, and give them something to look forward to each day. She eventually decided to purchase hundreds ofiPod Nanos, load them with music, artists, and playlists which she would hand select, and autograph them:
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“I call it a soldiers’ iPod. It has all the crazy stuff that I listen to, and my collections I’ve been making since the ’70s for going on the road, when I’m sick…Or the couple of times in my life that I have really been down, music is what always dances me out of bed. ” – Stevie Nicks. The Arizona Republic
Happy Fourth, everybody
Posted: July 4, 2014 Filed under: America Leave a commentHere’s those lousy Brits marching into Concord:

as rendered by patriot Amos Doolittle, who wasn’t there but turned up a few weeks or so later and visited the sites. Here’s those same Brits retreating:

Thank goodness we don’t have to put up with that bullshit anymore.

The young Trumbull entered the 1771 junior class at Harvard College at age fifteen and graduated in 1773. Due to a childhood accident, Trumbull lost use of one eye, which may have influenced his detailed painting style.
Sensational
Posted: July 3, 2014 Filed under: South America Leave a comment![]()
New discoveries related to the Tiwanaku civilization:
Prof. Szykulski announced that Polish archaeologists also discovered the tombs of Tiwanaku civilization in the Tambo River delta, dating back to the 7th-10th century AD. “This stone tombs contain ceramic vessels, tools and weapons. This find is sensational, it was previously thought that in this period the Tiwanaku civilization had not reached this area”- said the scientist.
No one has ever written this.
Posted: July 2, 2014 Filed under: the California Condition, writing Leave a commentA baller second sentence to write in your book.
Nick Drake
Posted: July 1, 2014 Filed under: music Leave a comment
Gee whiz the story of Nick Drake (1947-1974) is sad.
He played rugby for the C1 House team and was appointed a House Captain in his last two terms. School friends recall Drake at this time as having been confident and “quietly authoritative”, while often aloof in his manner. His father Rodney remembered, “In one of his reports [the headmaster] said that none of us seemed to know him very well. All the way through with Nick. People didn’t know him very much.”
Good song though.

Travel
Posted: June 30, 2014 Filed under: adventures Leave a commentOut of context this little passage from The Atlantic’s article about millenials traveling was funny:
These skills can translate into a competitive advantage in the workplace. Elizabeth Harper, 25, discovered her career interests while backpacking in Southeast Asia. Traveling gave her time to read for pleasure, and she ended up leafing through books passed around in hostels about atrocities that had occurred in the countries she was visiting.
Motivation
Posted: June 27, 2014 Filed under: adventures Leave a comment
Bezos developed an ambition to travel into space and help mankind migrate from Earth. He was the valedictorian of his high school class and in his speech he quoted from Star Trek and described a plan to build permanent human colonies in orbit so that Earth could be turned into a nature preserve. Years later, his high school girlfriend told reporters that Bezos had always wanted to become rich so that he could “get to outer space.”
from Steve Coll’s profile of the man/review of The Everything Store in NYRB.
History As Emergency
Posted: June 26, 2014 Filed under: history Leave a comment
Here then we arrive at the rub. To sort the actions of the past, to begin to unthread them and lay them out on our examiners’ table, is accomplished only with time, patience, argument.
But Time, cruel as she is, doesn’t stop moving, not even for the historian. In the thirty or forty years it may take historians to come to some preliminary judgment on the recent past, the game’s been going on. The same mistakes have already been made. It is no question of history repeating itself. History repeats itself before it’s even history. The scholar emerges from his library, steps out on the balcony, and announces: “ah! look! tyrants oppress! fools stumble! vanity clouds judgment! fear leads us to folly!” The man in the street – if one can be bothered to look up – says “well done, sir, but while you were in your study, all that’s already happened again.”
… in this sense, the historian is running a race that can only be lost. One could argue that the historian then should work quick as a doctor, his business as pressing as the surgeons’, rushing to prescriptions before the patient collapses. I don’t contend as much, however, not merely because the historians’ business is done sedentarily. No; I think we are best advised to work with a philosopher’s unsurprise. Indeed, for a historian, unsurprise is the beginning of wisdom.
Francis Dunnam, “History As Emergency,” Twombley memorial lecture at Oxford (1938).
For your consideration
Posted: June 24, 2014 Filed under: actors 1 Comment
from this old Vulture interview with Tom McCarthy:
Did you write that [The Station Agent] with Peter in mind?
I did. I met Pete in New York and directed him in a play [called The Killing Agent] way downtown and way, way, way off Broadway, and I just thought he was terrific and saw what everyone knows now. I thought, This guy is a leading man! He has the looks, he’s cool, he just carries himself in that way of a leading man. I started the idea of the script without him in mind, and then I realized, Oh, he fits truly well. It’s funny because I remember when we were distributing that movie, Miramax had this moment where they were trying to put him out there upfront. I said, “We should just have a one-page ad in the New York Times with Peter Dinklage because he’s just that cool.” And they were like, “Nah, nah, it’s too hard. But we’ll figure it out.” And now the guy’s everywhere. He’s the coolest guy on the planet.
Good line from the movie “His Girl Friday”
Posted: June 24, 2014 Filed under: film Leave a comment
Next time you hear from me I will be riding in a Rolls Royce giving interviews about success.
What the guy at the nursery said to me when I bought a book about cactus identification:
Posted: June 23, 2014 Filed under: the California Condition 1 CommentI knew someone would want to study the cacti.
Three messages from writers I admire
Posted: June 22, 2014 Filed under: writing Leave a comment1) George Saunders, from a Chipotle bag.
2) Rev. F. Washington Jarvis, speaking at the International Boys’ School Conference in Hawkes Bay, New Zealand in 2009:
3) Cormac McCarthy, in The New York Times magazine, April 19, 1992.
“There’s no such thing as life without bloodshed,” McCarthy says philosophically. “I think the notion that the species can be improved in some way, that everyone could live in harmony, is a really dangerous idea. Those who are afflicted with this notion are the first ones to give up their souls, their freedom. Your desire that it be that way will enslave you and make your life vacuous.”
“Ben Dougan”
Posted: June 20, 2014 Filed under: TV Leave a comment
Really enjoyed tuning in to Late Show With David Letterman the other night. No HelyTimes reader should miss the above clip.
I hadn’t watched the show in awhile: it brings back visceral memories of eating moist takeout on the 14th floor of the Ed Sullivan Theater, watching the taping alone on a little TV in my office.
Watching the show again I thought came closer to understanding the show than I ever did then. David Letterman and Paul Schaffer operate in some shared inbetween land of irony and genuine, earnest love for the thing they’re being ironic about. It’s like they’re making a parody of a TV show, but a parody that comes from an almost painful longing. Paul is more joyful.
Consider this, from a 1984 Playboy interview with DL:
Playboy: Paul Shaffer’s comical character provides a nice counterpoint to your cynicism. Was that something designed, or did it just happen?
Letterman: Paul was originally hired solely for the music. We wanted old R&B stuff and good, solid rock ‘n’ roll—the kind of music you never hear on TV talk shows. But while we were talking with him, we were reminded of all the wonderful things he had done on Saturday Night Live,playing Don Kirshner and Marvin Hamlisch. And he is a very, very funny guy. So we just naturally began utilizing more and more of his talents.
Playboy: But where did that character come from?
Letterman: From Paul, who really does love showbiz kitsch. It’s his hobby. He records The Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon and plays back Jerry introducing Chad Everett 100 times in a row. On vacations, he goes to Las Vegas and listens to lounge comics and lounge piano players and memorizes their clichés. It’s not that he’s making fun of it; he’s fascinated by it.
Playboy: What you say makes us wonder if the character he plays really is a character.
Letterman: When people come up to me on the street, probably the most asked question is “Is Paul Shaffer for real?” What he does is an extension of an aspect of his personality. So it would not be inaccurate to say, “Yeah, that’s him.” But he’s also a very nice man; a sweet, sensitive human being. See? Maybe it is impossible to describe Paul without lapsing into those stupid showbiz clichés. You know him, you love him, you can’t live without him.
Another interesting thing from that interview:
Playboy: Your college years were 1965 through 1969, the anti-Vietnam war protest era. Were you involved in the radical politics of that time?
Letterman: Ball State was pretty much isolated from all of that. I’m not sure why, since Kent State was not far off or too different. And I was not what you would call politicized. While other campuses were staging major demonstrations, our biggest worry was “How are we gonna get beer for the big dance?” I was hardly aware of the Vietnam war until a friend of mine flunked out and was drafted and [snaps fingers] was dead like that. One day, here’s a guy setting fire to the housemother’s panty hose, and the next day, he’s gone. That got my attention.
It’s no wonder DFW thought so much about Letterman. I’m not gonna try and articulate something that stumped that dude.
A shame this above clip cuts off before a callback about Ben Dougan’s nose for a free lunch. That was pure joy.
Lone Pine
Posted: June 19, 2014 Filed under: the California Condition Leave a commentMan, next time I’m up in Lone Pine, I’m gonna see if I can buy local writer Llewelyn Kent a cup of coffee.
From an interview with him in Eastern Sierra Review*:
ESR: You’ve been in various emergency-type situations–
L. Kent: Yah, you could call ’em that.
ESR: What’s one lesson these experiences have taught you.
L. Kent: To keep calm. Sounds easy, it isn’t. It’s hard and I can’t say I learned it perfectly. But I did learn, pretty quick: the worse things are, the calmer you ought to be. Just remembering that is useful.
* possible I am the only subscriber south of, say, Mojave. Although someone claimed they saw a copy at Skylight.
Happy belated Bloomsday, ya’ll
Posted: June 17, 2014 Filed under: writing Leave a comment
A puzzle I turn over in my head sometimes is whether it’s worth someone’s time to read Ulysses. Depends how much time you have, I guess.
I remember reading once that you can’t really begin to approach this book unless you can speak English, Old English, Irish, Greek, and Latin, and you’d probably best know Hebrew too.
My favorite part, from Episode 8, Lestrygonians. Bloom sees a walking advertisement for his former employer:
A procession of whitesmocked men marched slowly towards him along the gutter, scarlet sashes across their boards. Bargains. Like that priest they are this morning: we have sinned: we have suffered. He read the scarlet letters on their five tall white hats: H. E. L. Y. S. Wisdom Hely’s. Y lagging behind drew a chunk of bread from under his foreboard, crammed it into his mouth and munched as he walked. Our staple food. Three bob a day, walking along the gutters, street after street. Just keep skin and bone together, bread and skilly. They are not Boyl: no: M’Glade’s men. Doesn’t bring in any business either. I suggested to him about a transparent show cart with two smart girls sitting inside writing letters, copybooks, envelopes, blotting paper. I bet that would have caught on. Smart girls writing something catch the eye at once. Everyone dying to know what she’s writing.
The Fault In Our Stars
Posted: June 16, 2014 Filed under: movies Leave a comment
Man, I’ll give it up to this movie.
They nailed this movie. Just crushed it.
If there’s a problem with this movie, it’s that the character August “Gus” Whippledorp sucks. Shailene Woodley blasts the poor dude playing him off the screen.
On the other hand, Shailene Woodley is so good at acting that you buy she loves him, so the problem solves itself.
The name of the guy who directed this movie is Josh Boone. Jesus Christ, of course it is. The confidence, the earnestness – “Josh Boone.” This is the Josh Boone of movies.
At one point in this movie, the main characters are in Amsterdam. (Won’t apologize for that spoiler). A shitty thing happens. So the kind woman decides to cheer up our main characters by suggesting they all go to see the Anne Frank House.
I saw this movie in the UTA screening room at 12:45pm (thanks Halps!). The audience was mostly UTA assistants I guess, 24 year olds in their suits. You could hear audible, heaving sobs. Just weeping and struggling to breath through sobs. People were losing it worse than at any funeral I’ve ever been to.
(Someone at CAA is gonna read this and think “signs of weakness at UTA… time to pounce?”)
You Don’t Know What It’s Like
Posted: June 13, 2014 Filed under: music Leave a comment
Some good stuff in this Rolling Stone I picked up.
And:
How about this, from an interview with Carlos Santana?
I bet!
From another article, about the history of concert festivals:
They wrote this one for Otis Redding, who died before he could record it.
Quiet swagger
Posted: June 12, 2014 Filed under: heroes 1 CommentDesus and Mero referred to Kevin Durant as “swaggerless” a couple times. Don’t know shit about Kevin Durant but I thought that was a funny phrase. Mentioned it to Seattle office, who said, “if you think Kevin Durant is swaggerless you should watch his MVP acceptance speech. Quiet swagger.”
This is indeed an incredible speech.
“Never change who you are.”
“God directed our paths to work together.”
Jump to 23:36 if you’re pressed for time.
Man.
He got me.














