829 Southdrive

829 Southdrive

A New Jersey state of mind

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

I'm not worthy

If I were a Native American, my name might be
"Brushes with Greatness". Because every so often, or
not so, depending on the time of year or any other
random reason, I come into contact with some
extremely influential human beings.  Tonight was no
exception.  Paul Muldoon is one of my absolute
favorite customers.  Poet extraordinaire, he is so far
 on another plane than I am it's not funny.  Yet, once 
again, here's a guy that genuinely enjoys a 
down-to-earth conversation with a nobody like me.
He also plays guitar with a band comprised of at
least one other Princeton Professor, among others,
and has headlined at the coffee shop across the
street from us a couple of times.

Apparently, Kesha's got a boat in China!
And I've got a friend in Paul Muldoon.


  1. Pulitzer, Shmulitzer!

    I think he completely missed the obvious reference in the line,

    "O, O, O, O, O, O, O!".

  2. The fact that I had to look up "crunk" in the Urban Dictionary shows how far (thankfully) I am from contemporary American "culture".

    Fun clip. Thanks.

  3. This was so great! Just posted it to my FB!

  4. Find out (for me) who does Paul Muldoon's hair will you, Baydog? Thx!

  5. It reminds me of that old Maxell commercial.

  6. (There you are, cooking again!) How's that?

  7. The guy is sitting in his chair in front of a stereo speaker, listening to "Flight of the Valkyries" and his hair and tie are streaming backward. His wine starts to slide on the table and he catches it just before it falls. An ad for Maxell audio tape, I think from the 70's. Remember?