Many things are not written, just remembered from time to time. From time to time. Somehow poetic and not particularly specific. Constantly surprising when it appears, as it does from time to time, in legal documents.
One thing remembered is the huge orange moon over the bush as we speed down the freeway. It's there again in the images as Augie March play their rollicking and wistful songs. But it looks square in the projection, and I'm preoccupied by the edges. I want to shave them off.
Another thing remembered is adolescent tantrums on the tennis court, at the sewing machine and on horseback, mostly on horseback. Propelled by perfectionism into teeth gritting paralysis. I see it here too tonight with this man, the lead singer, and his increasingly tight requests to the sound mixer to turn the acoustic down, PLEASE.
They play Thin Captain Crackers and he asks us if we know what they are. I remember a childhood spent kneeling around cheese platters in front of blistering open fires, Gran inevitably sitting away in the corner (for my skin, darling). Hon is obsessed. They're spot on, these biscuits. But are they still Thin Captain Crackers? They don't make them thin like they used to. Lorraine, are they Thin Captain Crackers?
One thing remembered is the huge orange moon over the bush as we speed down the freeway. It's there again in the images as Augie March play their rollicking and wistful songs. But it looks square in the projection, and I'm preoccupied by the edges. I want to shave them off.
Another thing remembered is adolescent tantrums on the tennis court, at the sewing machine and on horseback, mostly on horseback. Propelled by perfectionism into teeth gritting paralysis. I see it here too tonight with this man, the lead singer, and his increasingly tight requests to the sound mixer to turn the acoustic down, PLEASE.
They play Thin Captain Crackers and he asks us if we know what they are. I remember a childhood spent kneeling around cheese platters in front of blistering open fires, Gran inevitably sitting away in the corner (for my skin, darling). Hon is obsessed. They're spot on, these biscuits. But are they still Thin Captain Crackers? They don't make them thin like they used to. Lorraine, are they Thin Captain Crackers?
posted by noonie at 8:50 AM
4 Comments:
I think they were called Thin Capstans...not Captains. And I guess this comment means I have stopped boycotting your blog.
Nice to have you back, Raymond. You're wrong, though.
"Arnott's - Arnott's Biscuits. Ships Biscuits were specially baked to stay fresh after long periods at sea. Today, Thin Capstan are a light, flaky plain cracker."
As you can see Sally, the Arnott's website quotes "Capstans". I rest my case.
I deliberately changed the copy from the Arnott's site to back up my case. It was a fabrication and now I can't live with what I've done. I was wrong. Ouch.
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