cruel shoes

how does the song go? there’s a time for blah and a time for blay, a time to blub and a time to bluuh? something like that. well the way i see it there’s a time to knit your brow and a time to smirk and i’m almost positive 7:43 on this particular evening in october is a time to smirk. thing is i’ve got nothing smirk-worthy to say. so i turn to mr. steve martin. didja know that long before he was writing pieces for big snooty magazines and having his “droll and oh-so-witty” novels adapted to film he wrote an extremely silly book called cruel shoes? yup. this is back in the 70’s when he was still a drug addled standup laying down routines on vinyl. 77 to be exact. the sleeve describes it as “wild and zany.” haha. zany! that ought to be worth a smirk all by itself. anyway what follows are some short pieces from cruel shoes. enjoy.

the bohemian

the smokers

review of winslow homer show at the l.a. county art musem

she had the jugs

women without bones

wrong number

shuckin’ the jive

things not to be

the year winter lasted nine minutes

the nervous father.

hope smirks were smirked by all.