Old Jimmie Rodgers, c. 1939:
Well I'm just as blue as I can be
Since Susette said goodbye to me
My life is just a failure, I see
She won't be my gal no mo' no mo no mo-e
Gonna pack my things in a grip.
Take me a long ocean trip
Out on a great big steam ship.
You ain't gonna see your daddy no mo no mo'e
Ah, another heartbroken Okie.
But this honorary Oakie really needs to take a trip.
I am stuck on my American Woman essay.
Need a change of scene.
Boarding not a steamship, but a bus. Damn. Had to shoot car.
Have to survive. Need a trip to--wait for it--Hamilton, Ontario...That's like Toledo, Ohio, the rustbelt of Ontario,--but the money is clean.
So Ivan is off to Hamilton, where men are men and, lately, it seems, so are half the women.
This is a shinplaster blog.
Mainly because my shins are raw from being kicked around as a writer in Toronto...but not in Newmarket, Ontario...Start where you stand, I say.
"In the shadow of the pole, I will clasper to my soul..."
Of course, in Hamilton, which is known as "Yakshamayesh City" I will be in the shadow of the Pole... Come to think of it, I used to always get the "Polish mark" at Toronto University: C+
Probably because old lovelife was keeping me from getting sleep.
It was an American woman. My intention is to write an essay on her.
But the American Woman essay will have to wait.
I need to restore my EQ, that is to say, Ethnic Quotient.
Maybe good food will give me the magic to write on the American Woman.
See you all on the weekend.