He's a godawful fuck-up and an anti-Semite and a courageous idiot and a filthy hypocrite, and I very nearly owe my life to one of his books.
Yes, this. There's some passing anti-Semitism in Yeats's late great poems, and Yeats himself was certifiable. I love him, my broken, human brother.
I just woke up from a really long nap I didn't intend to take.
Well, "woke up" may be a little optimistic, but I am getting there.
Huh. I seem to have just agreed to rent an apartment. (link deleted). My friend Graham went and took millions of pictures of it for me, and it looked great.
Holy crap, Lee, that looks GORGEOUS.
Sad to have missed the pics of Lee's new place. Ah well.
They are in LJ now, Burrell.
This week's "Monk" (the season finale I think) was very troubling.