Diary, 4/27 to 4/30/2019

So I went to Reading Cinema to see Avengers: Endgame. I wanted to see it in IMAX, so I arrived an hour early in the hope of getting a decent seat. I ended up in “row B,” which is not decent seating, though it was passable. Before the show I sat at a table in the lobby and got into conversation with one “Pablo,” an old guy also attending solo. I’ll call him “Pablo2.” We agreed on just about all things Marvel, and in talking about Avengers: Infinity War I had a brainstorm and said, “Thanos could have just doubled the number of planets.” Pablo2 thought this a brilliant idea that he hadn’t heard anywhere before. I don’t know about that…it seemed pretty obvious (though it took me a year to come up with it, I suppose). We agreed to meet at the table after the movie.

Diary 4/24 to 4/25/19

At 3:00, as I returned to bed, I saw the light from a fire illuminating my bedroom curtains. It was a queen-sized mattress and box spring that had been lying by the dumpster for a couple of weeks, fully ablaze. This was less dangerous than it probably sounds because there was nothing close to the fire except a shopping cart. I thought about calling 911...

Diary, 4/20 to 4/23/19

If the last chapter is “pungent,” which I doubt, the Prologue is something else—astonishing and touching. It tells of Emerson disinterring the corpse of his late wife, who had been seventeen at their engagement and twenty at her death, disinterring her after a year and two months of deep grief, in some Poe-esque kind of exorcism-gesture. I don’t know what to call it, but it was striking and weird.

Diary, 4/14 to 4/19/19

Watched Psycho III last night. It revealed Anthony Perkins as a fine, steady, sometimes inspired director as well as an intelligent, subtle actor. Which is to say, I liked it, and him. Whatever it is that makes the Psycho movies entertaining, is present in spades in III. It is the saddest, weirdest, grossest, and funniest of the series, as well as offering the best eye candy.

Diary, 4/12 to 4/13/19

A dream this morning: A prison inmate opens his mouth, revealing a large snake coming forward. The snake’s head looked like a rattlesnake’s. The thought comes in the dream, “He was ever afterward known as the Crunky Snake guy.” I thought of changing “guy” to “inmate.” Whenever I start considering alternatives in a dream, that seems to lead to immediate awakening. The only other things remaining are: we were on a bus, and one guy smelled like juniper.

Diary, 4/7 to 4/11/19

Pablo had brought a book on synchronicity at my request. I read the first two or three pages. The author described an incident in which he was driving on a turnpike on an ordinary day, etc., and the thought “Rushdie” occurred to him. He knew of the author of that name, but could not imagine why the word should pop up at that time. Then a car raced by on his right, and the license plate said, “Rushdie.” He then recognized this to be a “warning” by a “sympathetic intelligence,” to wit, “Rush-die.” Something would “rush,” with a danger of death.

Diary, 4/3 to 4/6/2019

On a whim I went to see the movie Shazam! yesterday. It was terrible because they tried to make it funny and it wasn't funny on the whole (though I did laugh out loud a couple or three times). The action scenes generally involved Shazam running away, which got really old really fast. Other elements of the movie were competent but uninspired. The real problem was with the script, notably the dialogue. Marvel movies have led me to expect funny banter, alas.

Diary: 3/24 to 4/1/19

After listening to twenty minutes of discussion on Thom Hartmann’s program about Joe Biden’s behavior towards the woman who has come forward to complain, here’s the point that I haven’t heard made: Where has this fool been, that he is so out of touch with feminist opinion? If he had any sensitivity toward the man-woman issue, he would have stopped that hands-on business decades ago. That he needs to be educated now, after a lifetime in the Democratic Party, speaks volumes to me. Patriarchy runs in his veins, it seems, and so he is the last candidate we need now.