Pie, Eyeballs, Rodeos and Mary Magdalene


My belated Mother's Day brunch with Jr. and Troy June was excellent! Food fantastic as was my pecan pie (pah!) dessert. Jr. and I had margaritas served in little jars. Mine tasted like the punch they used to serve out of garbage cans at dorm parties. Afterwards I dragged everyone to my old apartment on Perry Street so I could forlornly rattle the wrought iron gate to the courtyard and beg "Take me back!" After I got bored with that we walked up to Chelsea and visited a couple of flea markets. Jr. found a hopping bloodshot eyeball for LC which I duly delivered when I met him for dinner. I was instructed to say "plastic eyes" in a weird falsetto voice as this was an EVP we are all familiar with from a mortuary that we heard on the Art Bell show. LC was duly impressed.

Dinner with LC was great, Thai food instead of mac and cheese as mac and cheese place was tiny and packed with people. Pad Thai and thai iced coffee for me and a steamed veggies and rice for LC. LC thinks he is going to move to Philadelphia. I like Philly and as that is not too far away, I approve. Discussed Jr's insane idea to go visit some evil place in Jersey called The Devil Tree. LC will go with her, I will not. I do not want any malevolent spirits attaching themselves to my aura and coming home with me.

The "documentary" Bloodline was interesting but I am not sure it wasn't a hoax. Movie states Jesus did not die on the cross, but 21 days later in France with his wife Mary Magdalene and his kids. If that really was Mary Magadalene's tomb they found in France, I wouldn't want to be those film makers. They ripped open her shroud, said stuff like "This is gruesome" and ripped some of the hair out of her mummified head for DNA analysis. Jr. and I may be in trouble too as she gave me a mug for mother's day that says "Jesus Shaves." You pour hot liquid into it and Jesus, who is holding a pair of shears and a fistful of money, loses his beard and mustache. I am drinking out of it right now. Russ and I tried to make Jesus lose his beard last night but my coffee was not hot enough. This morning, while talking to Jr., Jesus lost his beard. Guess the coffee was hot enough. Can everyone please go see Bloodline so we can discuss? Thank you.

Experienced synchronicity last night! Lc and I were in a coffee shop after the movie. The giant TV screen in the place, directly behind LC's head, was playing a rodeo from San Antonio. LC is from San Antonio and we have often discussed how he always hated it and wanted to live in New York from when he was a kid. All the people behind the counter seemed to be of arabic extraction. Nobody in the place was watching the screen, and for godsakes we were in downtown Manhattan. Very weird.

Well, must face the fact that the apt. has to be cleaned. I will listen to paranormal radio and it won't be too bad (but oh how I long for a maid.) LC has told me about an internet radio station called "Haunted New Jersey" which I will look for. Enjoy your Sunday all.

In Childhood

things don't die or remain damaged
but return: stumps grow back hands,
a head reconnects to a neck,
a whole corpse rises blushing and newly elastic.
Later this vision is not True:
the grandmother remains dead
not hibernating in a wolf's belly.
Or the blue parakeet does not return
from the little grave in the fern garden
though one may wake in the morning
thinking mother's call is the bird.
Or maybe the bird is with grandmother
inside light. Or grandmother was the bird
and is now the dog
gnawing on the chair leg.
Where do the gone things go
when the child is old enough
to walk herself to school,
her playmates already
pumping so high the swing hiccups?

Kimiko Hahn