4.8.08
3.5.08
I'm not sure how anyone could make this mistake. First, read this. Now, look at my photo next to the other David Hernandez. Clearly we don't look alike. Clearly. One of us has a round head, a beard, and glasses (that would be me). And the other doesn't, doesn't, and doesn't. But for some reason, this guy still believed he was emailing the American Idol contestant. And so did this guy.
2.14.08
This is old news, but here are some pics from the publication party last month. Thanks to all who came and celebrated with us.
12.30.07
Here are my favorite albums of the year. 2008 will start off with a bang with new records by Black Mountain and Blood On the Wall. Also coming out is Thao Nguyen & the Get Down Stay Down's We Brave Bee Stings and All, which should catapult Ms. Nguyen into indie/folk stardom a la Feist. Check out her catchy tunes on her MySpace page.
11.29.07
It arrived. You can read an excerpt here. You can pre-order it here. But not here.
11.23.07
Sorry I haven't written in some time. I've been a busy bee and funky monkey all at once.
Since my last journal entry...
I've been listening to that record everyone's listening to. Worth the wait, for sure. And the latest from White Williams, the Avett Brothers, Band of Horses, and Oakley Hall.
Tried escargot for the first time. Wasn't as squishy as I thought it would be.
Was a victim of credit card fraud. Among their expenses: $84.68 at a Chevron station, $33.33 at Red Lobster, $12.92 at Subway, and $8.21 at McDonald's.
Been reading the new issues of Field (Props to Kary Wayson, Lia Purpura, James Jackson, and Megan Snyder-Camp) and The Cincinnati Review (Fist bumps to Marianne Boruch and Sharmila Voorakkara).
Went to the screening of Starting Out in the Evening, which is now playing at a theater near you (unless you're in Juno, Alaska). It's so good. Definitely check it out. You can watch the trailer here below the movie poster.
Saw No Country For Old Men as well, which follows the storyline of McCarthy's novel pretty faithfully, including big chunks of dialogue. It's definitely the best thing the Coen brothers have done. Early in the film, when the camera slowly panned across the floor of a sheriff's office where a violent struggle had occurred, the hundreds or so scuff marks left by the bootheels like something out of a Cy Twombly painting, I knew I was watching something extraordinary. Go see it. Friend-o.
And I almost walked face first into this spider (Argiope aurantia) in my back yard, also known as the Writing Spider. He was big enough to push a lawnmower. Not sure where he is now. Probably getting ready to tip over parked cars up and down 2nd Street.
9.6.07
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