Kansas: 86º at noon and muggy.
Sunshine is peaking out though ...
Bought my copy of Poet's Market 2008. Only 1,600 places to send my 'stuff'. It'll take awhile to read and sort through it. There's a writer's retreat in Wyoming that's listed. Tempting.
Rent is due ... what else is new? Nada.
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The bus: ice-cold box, my glasses fogging up from the humidity and heat.
9th Street movies: The Big Clock, black and white against a streaked wall; two stars to the south-west over the parking garage tower; dry and calm; people draped over folding chairs and blankets; short sleeves and shorts on the grass; suits-and-ties and ladies-in-hats on the screen; popcorn.
The Big Clock (1948) was a delightful farce. George Stroud: "White clocks, yellow clocks, brown clocks, blue clocks. Oh, Miss York, where are the green clocks of yesteryear?" Louise Patterson: [after George Stroud outbids her for a picture] "Isn't it a pity... the wrong people always have money."
Seen on the side of a building on a clear but warm night reminded me of the drive-ins of my childhood. We had a couple near where we lived and I didn't get the experience of a movie house til later.
Watching black and white seems natural ... in a way. I was raised on black and white television and it never bothered me. Wonder what it is like though for someone who has never had that experience. Those films shot in B & W though show how essential contrast is for visual effect. Some films in color never pay attention to this.
A link for The Big Clock: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040160/
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