Well that's quite enough Gertrude Stein for one blog

Here's an article on Roy Haynes, man in pursuit of a silence you didn't know was there. Also incorrigible hipster, fashionable dresser and all around lover-of-life. Which matters somewhat less.

Here is Deleuze on Whitehead, and on the animal.

Here is great Scott McLemee on the latest and least interesting McCarthy-wannabe farce. Scott happily displaying what is known / unjustly derogated, as class:

Is there a lesson to be learned from the experience of recent days? Why yes, there is. It is adequately summed up by an old saying: "Don't get into a pissing contest with a skunk. Even if you win, you won't win."

And here are pictures of women with extremely long hair (via mefi). I'd say I'm in mourning, because S. chopped hers for the Appalachian Trail (five month saga which she starts tomorrow) but that would sound strange, in link-context. Because I'd rather chopped than trench coat, really. One forgets what an erotic object is the head. Still though I miss the hair. The stately silvery ones especially, mixed in as they were with midnight browns and sun-blonded curly ends. Only a few hours since we said goodbye but I miss her as if in degrees appropriate to months of absence. Also, there are dreams of powdered measuring cups, cornucopia of crumbs on carpet, of endless meadows of dried food spilling into zip-lock baggies. Must remember to mail a new book every week, just to make her laugh. Been a while since the bachelor life. Hard times ahead.