cormac mccarthy – Livesay Writing

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Coffee: Light Roast, Trader Joe’s Brand

I’ll keep it short tonight. I’ve been under the weather. Thinking about it a little, we’re all – always – under the weather, since weather’s in the sky, and… well, you get it. Idioms are interesting. Whether they make much sense, that’s another story.

Here’s what I’ve got: I was in a restaurant called Bosphorus that had Turkish owners. The walls were white and curtains blue. They had an open kitchen and it seemed like a family establishment. We got olive oil with herbs and spices, they brought complimentary tea. The tea came in glass cups with blue and white eyes. They looked like the eyes of Naxos, trinkets I was told a long time ago are good luck charms. Maybe there’s a connection. Maybe there isn’t.

We could all use some good luck. Here’s me wishing it for all of you.

Currently Reading: Queen, Suzanne Crain Miller

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You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

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Coffee: Fair Trade Five County Espresso Blend, Trader Joe’s Brand

She says she’s running the Libertarian ticket for county treasurer; says the Repub incumbent has been embezzling. She says she believes in Capitalism when it works, Socialism when it works, but it never works so she wants small government. Tomorrow, she’ll canvass for a different Libertarian. I tell her I knew a guy at Duke who repped the party, she didn’t recognize the name. Things change. Politics changes. She grew up in Apex and ran the list of all the small businesses she’s watched close.

I’m working a corner of Cary I didn’t know existed. It’s way West, way North, close to Morrisville. There’s a McDonald’s, a dry cleaner’s, a local Mexican chain. It rained all day. New roads – and these were new – look pewter in a storm. I got caught in it taking lunch at the Mexican. A white guy went by on bicycle. He was making laps. He was five years my junior. He looked like someone who was promised a whole lot and given a little less.

I talk to a biker who’s going to Ireland. Says it rains here, rains there, who gives a… His son’s getting married. Expensive wedding. I talked to another father who’s going to Paris. His son plays soccer international, has a game against a world-class club. Son’s 19, dropped out of college for this. Dad says he turns his friends down for parties, hasn’t had a drop of alcohol. Dad says he started a dream at 7 and now he kicks the ball. “That dedication is what I’m proud of, not the sport.”

She says she’s engaged, says her fiance’ works retail, says they’re worried but not too worried. A pretty couple, lip-locked under tip-cupped summer thunderstorms. Free like the runoff; small government.

Currently Reading: LaRose, Louise Erdrich

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“Here beyond men’s judgments all covenants were brittle.” – Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

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