i have been a rover,
i have walked alone.
hiked a thousand highways,
never found a home.
still and all i'm happy,
the reason is you see
once in a while along the way,
love's been good to me.

i remember these lines from a terrible thing that sinatra sang when he was over the hill, but still decent. "i have been a rover?" fuck you!

pinko, there were two albums that art farmer made with gigi gryce on prestige in the mid 50's. one is called "when farmer met gryce" and the other is called art farmer quintet featuring gigi gryce. they are both great, and capture both horn players at their best.

chiquita banana was pissed off when zelaya raised the honduran minimum wage. does anyone remember the central role played by the united fruit company in the arbenz/guatemalan coup of 54? today, the same company likely is pulling more strings. anyone with even a surface knowledge of how power works in the u.s. (about 40 people) understands that the economic, political, and military wings (the power elite) work so closely together as to be one and the same. it works that way here and in other countries, often thanks to our domination of their economies, and our training of their militaries.

i am told that a student i am working with this summer would get so horrified when it was time for him to go swimming that he would shit his pants. i would like to comment on this, but it's hard, ain't it? i will say this; after ordering the number 2, said student got to skip the swim every time.

today, this same student asked the only female member of our staff to "open her legs." yes, the lucky lady was wearing a skirt. she laughed it off, which i guess is easy to do when your admirer is 21 going on 4. the rest of us have to act appropriate.

darn.