Une folle traversée de la Paris à l'aube.

Le film est C'était un rendez-vous. Le réalisateur est Claude Lelouch (qui a un nom merveilleusement français). Route here. Wikipedia here.

C'était un Rendez vous
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50 book challenge: #44.

#44: Christoph Peters, The Fabric of Night. German art students on frolic in Istanbul get mixed up with possible assassination of American gem dealer; much weltschmertz results.

And the cradle will rock.

Lullaby adaptations of rock classics: Rockabye Baby.

Metallica's Enter Sandman becomes strangely compelling (mp3).

Gabba gabba goo goo (mp3).

Karma police (mp3).

But is there such a thing as a "lullaby rendition of Coldplay"? How could that be any different from, like, just plain Coldplay? zing!

Yes, you can drink the water.

Breaking: N.Y. Times sends intrepid foreign correspondent to Lawrenceville. Report here.

Not!

If you're browsing a registration-required site like nytimes.com, you should know about bugmenot.com. And if you're buying on-line and would like a coupon, you should know about retailmenot.com, run by the same folks on the same principles.

Both sites do a great job of organizing collective wisdom for the benefit of humanity: namely, me. Oh, by the way: washingtonpost.com, you should know that I'm not an 84-year-old female retired accountant living in Beverly Hills, California. Sorry!

Google Streetview comes to Pittsburgh.

A view of our house is here. Take a walk around the neighborhood! This picture was probably taken in June or July 2007, based on the way the trees look, and also on the fact that Michael Moore's Sicko was playing at the movie theater around the corner (released June 22, 2007).

The Great White Van is visible here, but no children playing outside that I can see.

Benji's (Two) First Birthday(s).

Sarah and Megan realize, to their dismay, that they are outnumbered.














Benjy and Anna, caught planning their insurgency.






















Daniel eyes the trike, Jason asks directions to the Pittsburgh potty, and Benjy begs for a push.

























Behold! The dauphin prepares to eat the royal cupcake!














Simple pleasures.












Benjy figured out right away that the "cake" element is just an excuse for the icing.













Toward the end of the party, pants started coming off. I own the legs on the left.

Brooklyn: Here Comes the Nice?

O hi my name is Melvin and I am trying to provoke you by writing about how your favorite borough sux as a muse for literature.

SPOILERS!

The littlest Los Angeleno

Benjy and Gabby at the Santa Monica Pier.














Nana teaches Benji the right way to prick his finger on a palm tree.














Nana back in pre-internet days. Did they even have cameras back then? I bet memory cards were, like, seriously expensive. Crazy!

(This is Benjy's grandmother and great-grandmother in Calcutta.)
















Benjy with Nana and Jojo. I believe there is a specific name, in ballet terms, for the pose he is striking.












The Long Goodbye.

Benji walks! And whistles (with a little help).