[Henry, February 9, 2015.]
In the Henry world, all walls are lath and plaster. No drywall allowed.
Related reading
All OCA Henry posts (Pinboard)
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
A Henry wall
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Michael Leddy“Orange Crate Art” is a song by Van Dyke Parks and the title of a 1995 album by Van Dyke Parks and Brian Wilson. “Orange Crate Art” is for me one of the great American songs: “Orange crate art was a place to start.”
Don’t look for premiums or
coupons, as the cost of
the thoughts blended in
ORANGE CRATE ART pro-
hibits the use of them.
Comments are welcome, appended to posts or by e-mail. I moderate comments to keep out spam, so please be patient.
View Profile
Nancy, October 19, 1950.
“Who are we as a country?”
Michael Leddy
Don’t look for premiums or
coupons, as the cost of
the thoughts blended in
ORANGE CRATE ART pro-
hibits the use of them.
Comments are welcome, appended to posts or by e-mail. I moderate comments to keep out spam, so please be patient.
Search this blog
Creative Commons
StatCounter
Subscribe
Click to subscribe in a reader.
Top twenty tags
Words to live by
Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in the face of certain defeat.
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
*
Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
*
Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
*
Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
*
Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
*
I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
*
I’m not afraid to get it right
I turn around and I give it
one more try
Sufjan Stevens, “Jacksonville”
*
L’attention est la forme la plus rare et la plus pure de la générosité. [Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.]
Simone Weil, in a letter
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
*
Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
*
Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
*
Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
*
Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
*
I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
*
I’m not afraid to get it right
I turn around and I give it
one more try
Sufjan Stevens, “Jacksonville”
*
L’attention est la forme la plus rare et la plus pure de la générosité. [Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.]
Simone Weil, in a letter
#1 hit
In memory of
Blog Archive
-
▼
2015
(782)
-
▼
February
(65)
- New directions in sardines
- What’s relatable
- Domestic comedy
- Spartz / Bentham
- Marginalia
- Horizon Bookstore bookmark
- Toward or towards
- Fun, fun, fun
- Staedtler Norica pencil review
- How to improve writing (no. 53)
- Go fish
- Frank Bruni on college
- Recently updated
- Clark Terry (1920–2015)
- Bread, milk, anchovies
- Keep On Keepin’ On
- Life at Gramercy Typewriter Co.
- Esther Greenwood on the eighteenth century
- New directions in spam comments
- Oliver Sacks on death and life
- The Lamy Pen lifetime warranty would appear to be ...
- Hoagies, pizzas, and English studies
- More “some rocks”
- Mary Norris on New Yorker style
- Gotham Book Mart bookmark
- Dubble trubble
- Railing against vogue words
- Ellington sings!
- A joke in the traditional manner
- Voltaire on intolerance
- Valentine art
- Valentine’s Day
- James Allen speaks
- Woodberry Poetry Room online
- Tobias Frere-Jones explains
- Strand bookmark
- Overheard
- Some Rachs
- “Some rocks”
- Some rock
- A Henry wall
- College as vodka
- CBS oops
- “The evolution of big sound”
- A joke in the traditional manner
- Recently updated
- I bark for Mutts
- Musical Assumptions turns ten
- Overheard
- Sigh
- Another college president plagiarizing?
- X does not mark the spot
- Thompson’s General Store
- Recently updated
- Ceci n’est pas une caissière
- Roger Angell FTW
- “Comprised of”
- Word of the day: quotidian
- A page-ninety test
- AdBlock Plus and corporate money
- Hank and Lois watch
- New Yorker singular and plural forms
- A joke in the traditional manner
- Hi and Lois watch
- Artwork labels
-
▼
February
(65)
favorite posts
- Against “deep reading”
- Alkalize with Alka-Seltzer
- At the World Trade Center and St. Paul’s Chapel
- Being wrong about beauty
- Bobbing for apples
- “Bon Appétit!”
- “The Case of the Purloined Prairie”
- ChatGPT’s twenty-line poems
- “The ’Clipse”
- Couric and Palin and Orwell
- Digital naïfs
- Donald Trump’s spelling
- Ebinger’s
- Ellington for beginners
- “Extra credit?”
- Five desks
- Five pens
- Fluke life
- The gold standard, haircuts, and everyone else
- Happy birthday, Mr. Piletti
- Hoagies, pizza, and English studies
- Homeric blindness in “colledge”
- How to Write a Sentence
- Imaginary liner notes
- Invisible man: Louis Armstrong and the New York Times
- Invitation to a dance
- Is there a pencil in The House?
- John Lee Hooker and Canned Heat
- A Kerouac notebook page
- The kitchen shink [sic]
- Klenosky!
- “Make My Jotter Quit!”
- Lady Elaine’s can
- Mysteries of the tollbooth
- National’s et cetera
- Nick DeMaio and the Eldorado
- Obama revisions
- Obama thoughts
- On “On the New Literacy”
- On “Politics and the English Language”
- “On the Road”
- The Oteris and Marty
- The other little book
- Out of the past
- Peppa Pig and the Brontës
- Phones Are For People
- Politics and theory
- “The Poet”
- Proust: involuntary memory, foolish things
- P.S. 131
- Pullum on Strunk and White
- Re: the Beloit Mindset List
- Some have gone and some remain
- “The Spokesmen”
- Sports Illustrated and Proust
- The Springfield Daily Gazette
- That (in)famous line
- Things I learned on my summer vacation
- Van Dyke Parks in Chicago
- W(h)ither grammar
- What I hear in “Walk Away Renee”
Nancy, October 19, 1950.
comments: 8
Given the blog proximity of "college as vodka" and Henry's wall, might one think to get lathered and plastered in the faculty lounge?
Lounge? What lounge?
I erred and strayed. Lunge, used as a verb to invoke imagery of the sport of penned-manship.
Henry's footstool is exactly what we couldn't find in any of the furniture stores we went to a couple of weeks ago!
Elaine, are you suggesting that we move into the comics?
One notices the cartoon footstool shows only three legs. Is this as tribute to the three rocks? Pour me a triple....
We lived in a lath-and plaster house in Cincinnati's Lower Clifton neighborhood, at the bottom of Deaconess Hospital's steep hill--and you wouldn't believe how quiet it was inside, while the roar of Columbia Parkway was only yards away. That was really a solid house, but as I learned when making curtains, no two windows were the same size! (It's still there, over 100 years old-- though now it houses a daycare center.)
I always like knowing about a house that old and still standing. That kind of solidity in construction is long, long gone.
Post a Comment