Friday, March 14, 2014

Dementia arrives

Okay, SO: the phrase "that swine!" popped into my head, from something I've read...it feels like some Salinger/Lester Bangs/Whit Stillman/John Irving (back when good) phrase in my age-burnished memory - someone is mentioned and the prep school roommate (maybe?), not wanting to come along, says "that swine!"* of the mentionee.  IT IS DRIVING ME CRAZY.

How can I make this post worth something, then?  Well, I suppose it lead to me thinking of a bacon-flavored wine, to catch the very corkscrew-tail end of the Bacon Era.  Call it, oh, (S)WINE, if you must.

I will think of the other bit soon.

* ah!  The Secret History, Richard says it when Judy Poovee is talking about the goateed drug dealer guy.

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