I’m sure I’d make more progress on this if it weren’t for the cloying smugness clinging to everyones’ recollections of Erdos – Hoffman included. Just getting to the maths . . .

Smax and Toybox storm through Narnia and Middle-Earth via the Dark, Dark, Woods. Brilliant! Moore spins ABC gold from Grimm straw, with Jeff’s backstory.
Plenty comedy – contrasting Robyn’s ‘Top 10’ sensibilities with the realities of living in a faery reality, Jeff’s embarrased endurance of his hicksville past. It’s not all laffs , tho’. Beware kiddies “Samx’ contains elements of patricide, suicide, pesticide and incest.

the spirit of Sid Hutchens woven thru tales of L.A. crim-o-rama

xmas present from aja

An xmas present from spooky, has become our current ‘book-in-the-bathroom’. Reading little-by-little as I visit . . .

Still sitting in the bathroom for the a/be -musement of visitors

decent enuff fantasier – starts out with the promise of an exam of the battle between spirituality and consumerism in the American psyche, then the ‘con-trick’ plot device takes hold and robs the conclusion of any real impact

Parker, that is.
yip-yip! Hill returns to form [after the annoying Franny Roote tosh!] – no one is happy, certain, honest – everything is overladen with a Parkeresque sense of detatched doom – the Yanks are the baddies,

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the band