To be the boz

Anyway, I received my present from Big Sur yesterday. It's a totally mind blowing Henry Miller T-Shirt, that if I remember I will post a pic of said shirt so I don't have to describe it, because actually, words can't describe it.



To be honest with you, I have never read anything by Henry Miller and I was informed from said giver of gift that I'd damn well better actually start reading him or be branded a poseur, which I think is something like a poser but with a "u" added for emphasis.

I thought that might be a good idea, the reading of Henry Miller that is. So I lit on over to Ebay and began my quest for the holy grail. There was one auction of three 1963 hardcover editions of Black Spring, Tropic of Cancer, and Tropic of Capricorn with an hour to go and a current bid of 10 bucks that I considered, but when I read the book sellers description of the items, she, and I am assuming she is a she because she called her ebay store, Pussy's Place, or Kitty's Place, or Mouse's Place, or something equally as none masculine ...

Anyway ...
Wait, before I do the anyway ...
I think I read somewhere that Henry used to call his wife's boobs Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn, or I might have just dreamt that, and that wife's name was June but not June Cleaver and she wasn't played by Barbara Billingsly.

Back to the anyway, I decided not to bid when I read in the booksellers description of the item that Henry Miller had once been married to Marilyn Monroe, even I fool such as I had to cringe, because fah, everyone knows that sweet little Norma Jean was married to ARTHUR MILLER between her marriages to Joe DiMaggio and Elton John.

Ok, cutting to the chase I found a BUY NOW auction that offered a single soft cover edition that had Tropic of Cancer, Black Spring and The Colussus of Maroussi for three and a half bucks plus three bucks s&h so I BOUGHT NOW.



Yours truly, and without a shadow of a doubt, Boz.