Month: January 2009

  • Found in a notebook

    In moments of solitude, my mind, once far-ranging, now only homes in on one phrase; “mi amo”. I don’t speak Italian or any of the Romance languages, save Latin, so I don’t know what it means, but I’ve a feeling that my hindbrain /thinks/ it knows what it means; “my love”. I mumble it to […]

  • McGoohan, McGoohan, McGone.

    Just remembered that Patrick McGoohan died yesterday. Farewell childhood hero, our rebel without reason (but not without a cause), now you’re Number Zero. I’m currently listening to “I Helped Patrick McGoohan Escape” by The Times. S’alright.