75Grand @ posthaven

photo caption: Lillian Mulero at Museo de Arte Caguas, PR.  Aug 2012.

PSYCHIATRIST GEORGE A. MILLER, DEAD AT 92
(9-2 = 7 [ed.])

In 1955 Dr. George Miller presented his ground-breaking study "The Magical Number Seven, Plus or Minus Two" at a meeting of the Eastern Psychological Association in Philadelphia, in which he demonstrated that when asked to repeat a random list of letters, words or numbers, people get stuck "somewhere in the neighborhood of seven." Some recall nine, others less than seven, but regardless of the things being recalled - color words, food words, numbers with decimals, consonants or vowels - seven is the statistical average for short-term memory storage. Dr. Miller could not say why seven, but he added, "I have been persecuted by an integer." (seven [ed.])

This resonated playfully in his golf game. "He made the one and only hole-in-one of his life at the age of 77, on 7/7/97, on the seventh hole at Springdale Golf club in Princeton, NJ at 7 PM. It was the seventh time he'd played that course," said his daughter. "He made it with a seven iron. He loved that."

NOTE:
When tested on their recall of golf terms, Mike Galligan cited: bogey, birdie, par, green, eagle, bunker and fore. Jim Ballard recalled: handicap, slice, green, chip, cup, divot, dog-leg, approach, and sweet-spot. Jan Galligan struggled, finally coming up with: mulligan, bye, spikes, gimmie and 19th-hole.

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: GONE! BIG TROUBLE, nature morte, Santa Olaya, PR, June 2012. 
(Chili Willy courtesy ML Jumpower, TAMU, TX - PAZ poster c/o N.Foss, Delmar, NY)

CANADA DRY
Richard Ford's most recent novel
reviewed by Lorrie Moore in
The New Yorker, May 21, 2012

[excerpt, BOOKS p. 72]

There is a story about John Cheever that was once told at Yaddo (in Saratoga Springs, NY) by a young painter in residency there. She was sitting next to Cheever discussing upstate New York, and told him, "Last year I went to Cohoes to buy shoes with Hortense." "Oh, what a wonderful sentence!" he exclaimed. I went to Cohoes to buy shoes with Hortense! At which point the painter thanked her lucky stars that she wasn't a writer, since she had no idea what was remotely lovely about that sentence.

CANADA DRY
Richard Prince's paintings
reviewed by Roberta Smith in
The New York Times, September 28, 2007 [excerpt, ARTS p. 2]

...borscht belt jokes? They are a signature staple that runs rampant in the show, appearing on modernist monochromes, on fields of checks... These examples of a better class of humor are variously whole, fragmented, steeped in white or piled into colorful, nearly abstract patterns yet still retain their familiarity. The same jokes occur in different works, alternately writ big or little, sharp or fading, straight or rippled as if spoken by someone on a bender.

MY FATHER WAS NEVER HOME, HE WAS ALWAYS DRINKING BOOZE. HE SAW A SIGN SAYING "DRINK CANADA DRY." SO HE WENT UP THERE. 

From the painting: Canada dry, 1989, Acrylic and silkscreen on canvas, 56 x 48 inches, 142.2 x 121.9 cm

 

 

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: Party Flyer, Grand St., Albany, NY, July, 2011

BLEW IT. CAME UP SNAKE-EYES. MAY HAVE LOST NEST EGG AS WELL...

· 9 hours ago near Hato Rey, PR ·

LILLIAN -- Maybe I didn’t explain the nest egg to you. If you had understood … You know it’s a very sacred thing, the nest egg, and if you had understood the Nest Egg Principle, as we will now call it in the first of many lectures that you will get, because if we are ever to acquire another nest egg, we both have to understand what it means. The nest egg is a protector, like a god, and we sit on the nest egg and we are protected by it. Without it, no protection. Want me to go on? It pours rain. Hey! The rain hits the egg and pours off the side. Without the egg? Wet. It’s over. But you didn’t understand it and that’s why we’re here...

JAN -- I understand -- the nest egg...

LILLIAN -- Please do me a favor. Don’t use the word. You may not use that word! It is off-limits to you... And don’t use any part of it either. Don’t use “nest.” Don’t use “egg.” You’re out in the forest, you can point - the bird lives in a round stick. And … and … you have things over easy with toast.

JAN -- Don't put all your things in one basket, at the same time, right?

· 1 hours ago near Santa Olaya, PR ·

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posthaven.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posthaven.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

PHOTO CAPTION: Jan Galligan y Lillian Mulero -- photo by Michael Oatman @ HVCC, 2009

-----Forwarded Message-----
From: Lillian Mulero
Sent: Jun 6, 2012 2:21 PM
To: galligan@sprynet.com
Subject: Re: MARLEY/BARLEY/BARELY

I like that. 

Lillian Mulero Santa Olaya, PR    http://lillianmulero.com [web]

-----Original Message-----
From: Jan
To: Lillian
Sent: Wed, Jun 6, 2012 9:50 am
Subject: MARLEY/BARLEY/BARELY

VIA TWITTER  Stephen Colbert ‏@StephenAtHome SEZ:   "Scientists have invented a new strain of cannabis without the high. They celebrated with: non-alcoholic beer and furious dry-humping."

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: Area de descanso, El Ocho - cerca Santa Olaya, PR.

FICTION
HAND ON THE SHOULDER
by Ian McEwan
first published in The New Yorker, April 30, 2012

 

A PRECIS : ON THE SHOULDER
by Jan Galligan

...forty years ago, in my final year at Cambridge, I was recruited by the British security services.

Tony Canning. When we were introduced, he shook my hand and held on to it lingeringly, I thought. He was in his early fifties.

"You've quite a talent, my dear. Are you going into journalism?"

My affaair with Tony Canning lasted a few months.

For all his grim teamaking(1), Tony fancied himself in the kitchen.

Some evenings, we took a picnic into the woods, with a bottle of white wine wrapped in a crisp tea towel(2), wineglasses(3) in a cedarwood container, and a flask of coffee.

...though Tony was in good shape for his age, I was a little put out the first time to see what fifty-four years could to to a body... I was twenty-one.

The cottage was the only place we saw each other. Cambridge was too much of a village; Tony was too well known there.

I was being groomed for my first interview with the intelligence service, which was to take place at the end of September.

That year, 1972, was just the beginning.

I knew I had an interview coming up, but it never crossed my mind to wonder why Tony took such trouble over me. Of course, the situation couldn't last, and it all came apart during a stormy half hour by a busy main road, two days before I was due at my interview in London.

At dawn, I took a bath and made myself fragrant. By seven, I was ready.

He got there around ten-fifteen. We drove ten miles or so, and he wouldn't speak to me.

The lay-by(4) was a couple of hundred yards long.

A fine place to end an affair.

"Serena, how could you be so stupid?" I did feel stupid.

"You know where this all has to lead, don't you?"

Tony was expecting a scene.

Why should I tolerate that?

"Tony, stop pretending that you don't know the truth."

How ridiculous. Of course he wasn't pretending.

Then he was gone, and it was over.

...I never saw him again.

(1) used twice in the original story. Compounded word, Britishism(5).

(2) used once. Uncompounded.

(3) used once. Britishism

(4) used once. Britishism

(5) List_of_British_words_not_widely_used_in_the_United_States

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: 1)  Poster from Trienal Poli/Grafica de San Juan 2012 : ENTE, a project in Casa de los Contrafuertes; 2) stencil print on cork board by Juan Ramon Gutierez, THE STENCIL NETWORK, "sin titulo", 2012.

SANTA OLAYA, PR
SUNDAY, 05-13-12 / 4:20AM

MYSTERY OF THE PHANTOM MOTHER'S DAY TROUBADORS 

-- WHAT'S THAT NOISE!? ASKS LILLIAN

-- UH, IT SOUNDS LIKE MUSIC.

-- AT THIS HOUR?

-- LET ME CHECK...

I stumble into my flipflops and go outside to see what I can find, or hear. Coming from across the mountain is the clear and distinctly amplified sound of musica tipica, the music of the jibaro, often heard here in the Mulero Valley. Two or three women are singing in harmony. Guitar, cuatro (a small high pitched 10-string guitar), flute and maracas provide the melody. My spanish is better these days, but I can really only make out the words MAMITA, FELIZ, COROZON, AMOR, FLORES, and QUIERO MUCHO.

I have visions of a small flat-bed truck with a giant sound system (the music is quite loud, it woke Lillian) and a band of troubadors dressed in traditional costumes. The women in long red skirts and white puffy-sleeved blouses, the men in black pants and long or short sleeved white flat-fronted shirts guayaberas) and large straw hats. I grab the car keys and head for the top of a nearby hill, but as I drive east towards the village of Santa Olaya, the road is deserted. I turn around and head west to barrio Sabana. No cars, trucks, people, dogs. Nada. Everyone and everything seems to be asleep. I follow a few of the local roads, winding my way through the hills surrounding the Mulero Valley. No sign of the troubadors or their truck. After a 15 mile circuit covering regions to the east, west, north and south - I return to Casa Mulero. The sun casts a faint glow behind the nearby mountains...

-- WHAT DID YOU FIND? ASKS LILLIAN

-- UH, NOTHING...

-- NOTHING?!

-- THE ROADS WERE EMPTY. NOTHING WAS OPEN - CHURCHES, GAS STATIONS, BODEGAS. NOTHING. NO SOUNDS EITHER, EXCEPT FOR THE COQUI AND AN OCCASIONAL ROOSTER.

-- I CAN'T SLEEP, SHE SAYS.

-- ME EITHER. WANT COFFEE?

-- O.K. LET'S GO TO THE BEACH.

-- O.K. I'LL GO PACK THE CAR.

-- I'LL MAKE THE COFFEE.

-- NO, LET ME. IT'S MOTHER'S DAY.

 

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

 

photo caption: Tienda de ropas para mujeres, PR 167, south, Bayamon, PR

 

 

Posted: Mon., May. 7, 2012, 4:00am PT
VARIETY ON-LINE

A ZEST TO TEXT LETS THE RUDE INTRUDE
By Peter Bart

Hollywood seems to be in a rude mood.

A curt missive through cyberspace has taken the place of a gracious conversation face-to-face or via telephone.

"Texting and email and posting offer sips of online connection ... but they do not substitute for conversation," argues Sherry Turkle, a professor at MIT.

In his new memoir, Frank Langella recounts how he showed up for an audition for John Frankenheimer, a famously rude filmmaker, to discuss the script for "The Horseman" and then pose for a quick photo. By the time the role was offered him a few weeks later, Langella had committed to another project. Trying to be polite, Langella personally phoned the director to apologize, only to listen to a Ferocious, invective-laden tirade that ended with the warning, "You'll never work in this business again." Frankenheimer even sent him a bill for $6,500 to cover the supposed photo shoot.

Given all this angst, is show business still a rewarding profession? The answer, of course, is "yes," provided one comes equipped with appropriate patience, dedication and a thick skin. Make that a suit of armor.

 

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FROM THE EMAIL IN-BOX:

From:  "James Sr."
To: galligan
Subject: Seventyfive Grand, stop beeing lazy!

Seventyfive Grand!

savory image!

Been there, done that!

James Sr.

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Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: Roadside restaurant, carr 167 south, between El Ocho and Narranjito, PR

"Although of course..."
David Lipsky's five days with
David Foster Wallace
March 5-10, 1996

p. 165

DL: Let's go over some directors: Woody Allen.

DFW: Never much liked Woody Allen.

DL: Why not?

DFW: Dunno. I think part of it that, when I was at Amherst -- I mean I'd never really heard of him. But I remember seein' Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Sex, and bein' real excited, 'cause I thought it was going to be real sexy. And then not. So, on the East Coast he was so trendy. And I'd heard so much about him before I ever saw him? I also think -- I don't think is humor's all tha tsubtle, it seems like a shtick to me. But I know like I've got really smart friends from New York, who just think he's an absolute genius. It's sort of...

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

 

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photo caption: In-store display, OfficeMax, Rio Hondo Mall, Bayamon, PR

 

Subject: Well done inside your 2011/2012 Nomination
Date: Apr 29, 2012 7:26 AM

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Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]

photo caption: L Mulero, JC Garrett, M Morton - Santurce es Ley, San Juan, PR  11:11PM - 04-20-12

From: Stephen Fisher - Prague, CZ
To: Jan Galligan - Santa Olaya, PR
Date: Apr 24, 2012 5:28 PM

Jan:

Nice!!!

Steve

-----Original Message-----
From: Jan
Sent: Tuesday, April 24, 2012 9:17 PM
To: Hector Mendez Caratini - Isla Verde, PR
Cc: Stephen Fisher - Prague, CZ

Hector:

I was digging in the archive, looking for one thing
and found many others, including the attached, and
the text below...

Jan

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To:chuck.patch - New Orleans, LA
BCC:garrettart - Rodeo, CA
date: 10/01/06

Subject:ON THE ROAD IN NEW ORLEANS 1955/2005

"What a picture this is
what pictures can be taken
about this book of poems
some day"

Jack Kerouac

Dear Chuck:
Why did it take me so long to figure
this out? It has been eating at my subconcious for
all this time and only after a long discussion with
Tim Cahill and his story about Robert Frank and Jack
Kerouac travelling from NYC to Fla to visit Kerouac's
mother, did I make the connection. Maybe the allure of
sultry weather did the trick.

Warmest regards,

Jan
Albany, NY

========

June 27, 1957
Dear Joyce (Glassman), disregard last letter. I think
I exaggerated the conditions here - in gloomy mood... Go ahead
as planned, I'll be with you all the way... all the way
to Mexico, eventually, I hav an idea.. and you must write a novel about Mexico too!

Love Jack (signed)

ps My mother says if she's still here when you arrive SanFran,
we will have a nice dinner for you (she's leaving and I'm stayin')

===============

TIME, TIME, TIME

From Idlewords, an older post giving online deportment tips to time travelers. It's based on the exploits of John Tito, a time traveler from 2038 who showed up in IRC chat in 2000. Impossible, you say? "He had been sent back to the 1970's to fetch a model IBM 5100 computer, Because UNIX has problems in 2038, and the 5100 had an undocumented feature that made it highly desirable to programmers working on the UNIX bug. Apparently the Army of 2036 knew enough to build a time machine, but they weren't able to fix a word-size error in a legacy operating system."

That bit actually made the whole story sound plausible to me.

"Best Practices for Time Travelers"
Tags: time, travel, john, tito

June 15, 2006
from Sara Ayers blog: SMALL BLUE SPHERE
http://www.smallbluesphere.com

-----Original Message-----
>From: Hector >
>"I agree with Garrett." >

 

 

Jan Galligan
75Grand/Sur
Santa Olaya, PR

http://JANGuarte.posterous.com [art blog]
http://cinefestsanjuan.posterous.com [cine blog]
http://about.me/JanGalligan [about me]