common, have a popsicle!

first of all: happy easter! mom, i miss you. not one little milka-bunny for me this year, i'm really sad, but then, life is also good right now. I'm on a short easter-break from college and do nothing but sitting on my windowsill in the sun, eating waffles with rhubarb-strawberry-compot and reading hard-boiled novels....Way to go, Philip Marlowe!

first i reread mildred pierce by cain and it was even better the second time. i really need to find that movie with joan crawford now.

in the spring of 1931.....

on a lawn in glendale, california....

it's a story about daughters, mothers, pride and pie...would you care for a piece of pie, mister rand? boy, would i care!

cain is a genius. just read this dialouge:

"hey, hey, you're breaking my heart." "I didn't know you had a heart." "neither did I."

haha!
so now i'm reading raymond chandler and its dreamy, its funny, it's boss!

on the right the great fat solid pacific trudging into shore like a scrub-woman going home. no moon, no fuss, hardly a sound of the surf. no smell. none of the harsh wild smell of the sea. a californian ocean.

i want to stay home and listen to old music and watch movies with women going up long curving staircases and men taking cigarettes out of expensive cases, snapping expensive lighters at each other.

the air got cooler. the highway narrowed. the cars were so few now that the headlights hurt.