Saturday, February 28, 2009

Delicious as always burrito at Chipotle, robbed of $100 inside my own bank, ran into a girl I once dated, poetry reading at St. Mark's.

All in the same night.

The last line

of the previous post is now ironic.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Tonight this event will be gone to by me

A Sing Economy @ The Poetry Project
Friday, February 27th, 10pm
131 E. 10th Street
NYC
$8 / $7 students & seniors / $5 members

w/
Jennifer Karmin
Thom Donovan
Jessica Smith
Matthew Klane
John Cotter
Adam Golaski
Kate Schapira
Stepanie Strickland
Eric Gelsinger
Deborah Poe

***

Yeah, 10pm. Here's hoping I don't get robbed on the way home. Cross your digits, ppl. Say it to keep it from happening.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

What is great? (Some examples.)

1) There's snow on them thar Alps! It's a great day for skiing!
2) Great job on your presentation, Woodrow!
3) Aw man, this goulash is great! You gotta try it, Eleanor!
4) Oh, be sure to watch the bonus materials; they got some great outtakes!
5) Great Scot, is that the reanimated corpse of Richard Nixon, come to eat our brains?!
6) Say, I've got a great idea for a new invention, but who will help me fund it?!
7) Mmm...this sliced bread is the greatest thing since...OH MY GOD. IT'S THE GREATEST THING EVER.

These are just a few examples.

The MySpacification of Blogger

Is it upon us? Seriously. The 'followers' box, once elegant and seamless, is now clunky and amateurish in appearance. 'Google friends'? What the eff? Enuff, I say.

Heads up to David Orr

Dave. Dude. Relax. It's gonna be OK. Greatness? I got your greatness right here. Suck on this greatness. Say hello to my little greatness. No, scratch that—say hello to Noelle Kocot's new book, coming out on 1 April. I saw her read tonight. I'm sorry you weren't there too. If you had been, I'm sure you would at this moment be hastily typing up a renunciation of your silly article from the other day.

Just go ahead and order it now, Dave. Until it arrives, you can peruse her earlier books, which are all inhabited by the g-word.

Please report back to me once you've read all her books. If you still say there are no more great poets, I'll eat my burrito. (Oh wait, I'll do that anyway...)...let's see...I'll eat my..........................................................................        coat.

Don't make me do that. It's cold out.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

I have finished reading Sorry, Tree, by Eileen Myles

So basically what we have here is an example of a book I picked up a long time ago and skimmed and said eh, I wouldn't like this...skinny poems, 'lazy', 'trivial', etc.... these are things I might have and probably did say about it to myself

but then over a period of months I kept picking it up and eventually read the whole thing and found that it's actually pretty good

so I'm glad I stuck with it (so the lesson is don't dismiss books before giving them a chance yay)

7 down, 143 to go. I'm on pace to finish 46 books this year. Once again, the goal is 150.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

SLOW POEM


It took me

17

consecutive

hours

to write

this poem.

I didn't

even go to

the bathroom

the whole time.

Monday, February 23, 2009

People talking about risk

"I hate when art becomes a religion. I feel the opposite. When you start putting a higher value on works of art than people, you’re forfeiting your humanity. There’s a tendency to feel the artist has special privileges, and that anything’s okay if it’s in the service of art. I tried to get into that in Interiors. I always feel the artist is much too revered: it’s not fair and it’s cruel. It’s a nice but fortuitous gift—like a nice voice or being left-handed. That you can create is a kind of nice accident. It happens to have high value in society, but it’s not as noble an attribute as courage. I find funny and silly the pompous kind of self-important talk about the artist who takes risks. Artistic risks are like show-business risks—laughable." —Woody Allen

"Risk: a game of world domination being played by two guys who can barely control their own lives." —Seinfeld
THE EXCELLENTNESS


The excellentness or excellenthood of the screen door
Was not lost on the way to picking up
A head of lettuce, a shy beet, the usual
Customs observed while in debt to honorary doctorates

I've held my own hand slightly
Without bothering anyone too much in the dark
Of the allegory, where chimps are observed to have
Been singing the national anthem, or a national anthem

Until it was over I never looked away
And people came up to ask where I was
And in doing so found themselves if mostly by accident
Later we hung out, we always do this time of year

Their company is overrated but is all I have
Their daughters leave nothing to be desired
Except for real social change
Of which I'm a lifelong contributor
IN NORTH AMERICA, THINKING OF


Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan, cheesecake, Chicago,
Hopes of pilgrims and all you sent for
Word of by the time the pages
Were printed and turned. You look out,

As only a lookout can, for signs of dysfunction among the troops.
One was found mouthing a sentence or two
Into the troposphere, commanded as a presence
On leave from a whistle-stop tour—

Can any explainer fit into that, this
No longer shape instead on a sofa.
Years are the best thing to happen now
It's starting to get dark, flesh into force

With all speed day and night, nothing
Happens except walking with nothing
On the grateful flowers, leaving to
Chance before the pit becomes filled.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

POEM OF WITNESS


Tonight I witnessed
a show on 
PBS about cat 
shows and cat 
owners and at
one point they
showed cat owners
talking about the
names of their
cats and some
of the cats
were named after
celebrities and 
politicians and 
when each name 
was mentioned 
a picture of
that person would
appear on the
screen and I
thought this must
look really weird
if you watch
it with the
sound off because
if you couldn't
hear the names
you would just
see pictures of 
people like Colin 
Powell and Monica 
Lewinsky interspersed 
between clips of 
people showing their cats
to the camera
it would look
like an experimental
film or something
Some highlights from the Believer Ashbery interview.

*He doesn't write every day. 

*When reading a book of poems, he tends to skip around rather than read it front to back.

*On whether poetry would be helped by a wider audience: "It's sort of like people are alarmed that more people go to rock concerts than go to chamber music performances, but the people who go to both enjoy what they're doing. Does it really matter how many of them there are? I suppose it would be alarming if there were only a dozen or so people who read poetry. But as I'm sure you know there are many more than is dreamed of in the mass media..."

*On political poetry: "It's got to function as poetry. It's got to satisfy the particular hunger that poetry and only poetry can supply, that kind of satisfying meal, as it were. There are certain overtly political poets who do have that capability and it's hard to know exactly why. I've always quite liked Charles Bukowski's poetry, for example, and in fact I even once gave it a prize. I was asked to choose the best poem in an issue of New York Quarterly, and, having read all the poems, I said, well, this is really the best one. It does what it sets out to do, it is what it is without pretension of any kind."

*Even though his work isn't informed by literary theory, he thinks that "if readers who are into theory find it offers a way into my poetry, I think any way in should be taken, probably. It's not that I'm putting theoretical concerns down, they just aren't mine. I guess because I'm writing poetry instead."

Saturday, February 21, 2009

I took this picture of some guy taking a picture of himself

Friday, February 20, 2009

POEM


That bouquet you walk around with.
To see why, to live
under the impression of a leaf
in cement, or is it concrete—

a paper bag,           rescue—

when ice forms forms leap
before eyes seeing seasons'

deputized daily currents.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Can any journal, no matter how big or small, be considered reputable if its contributors don't know the difference between 'lie' and 'lay'?

Just wond'rin'.

Like, at least 60 or 70 things about me

I stole this idea from Jessica Smith. Thank you Jessica. The contents of my backpack as of 11pm on 2.18.09. I'm not sure how many items there are. Depends on if you count each stray staple separately. If anyone wants to challenge me, you can put up your own picture, and if you have more items in your bag than I have in mine, then you can brag to people that you have more items in your bag than I have in mine.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The "yule log" of hi-fi



The music is reversible, but time is not. Turn back, turn back...




Your cat will probably love this. If your cat is into ELO.


So basically what happened was I was listening to Bookworm the other day and heard about this band I've never heard about before, not one word, not even a Family Guy reference, in my 27 years. After listening to some of their songs online I've been thinking, What a curious choice for one's all-time favorite band. But that's cool. In other news, I learned in a Believer interview I read yesterday that Ashbery digs Bukowski. He didn't say digs, but that was the gist. But anyway how did Sparks escape my detection all these years? I had no idea such a huge gap in my pop culture awareness existed. I'd've thought I'd've heard of anything that's ever been on VHfreaking1 forcryingoutloud. I'm not really upset, I'm just coffee.

Um, I hope you plan on clicking 'play' on the above video, if you haven't already.

You did, right? ... Don't read this blog again until you have. Thank you. Listen to it a couple times so that you won't be able to get it out of your head all day.

THIS IS VERY STRONG COFFEE


my jobs at this 
moment are aching and 
pretending not to urinate 
and not urinating this 
coffee is very strong 
I am very into 
not urinating until the 
time comes the time 
is not like the 
present in which I 
am not urinating the 
sky is full of 
not urinating the stores 
stock things called not 
this coffee or that 
urinating I happy enjoy 
to the not urinating 
walk walk walk walk 
I can't believe it's 
not I Can't Believe 
It's Not Butter™ it 
is my not urinating 
that is gently getting 
on my nerves my 
nerves have been to 
Hell Gate Station and 
back haha I would 
love to hear from 
parties interested in not 
urinating while I look 
into that I can't 
avoid thinking about the 
haters who are so 
not into urinating it 
makes me sick to 
be associated with them
in time I may 
come to accept them 
but for now I 
am not in the 
least prepared to do 
so they are talking 
about bad movies in 
a hypercritical way and 
I am not urinating
they find me offensive 
because of my refusal 
to urinate but what 
they don't realize is 
the only thing keeping 
me from not urinating

Monday, February 16, 2009

What do you people think of Sparks?













Just curious.
LEAVE MANITOBA ALONE


Saskatchewan
                         Ontario
North Dakota
                         Nunavut

you are crowding Manitoba
you are cramping its
style you
                are all
                            up in
                                     its grill

leave Manitoba alone
                                      let it break away
        into Hudson Bay
                                      and float away

it pines for Greenland's
                                          melting heart—

Sunday, February 15, 2009

PLZ GIRLS TELL ME I WANT TO KNOW THIS


i REALLY REALLY want to know a code if u tell me one ill tell u my username
and u can bacome my friend plz plz plz im VERY VERY DESPRATE!!!!!!!!!! lucy
Plz tell me how can i tell him i love him by not tellng him verbally?
i wana too but i cant plz help me?

If a girl at late at night around1am called u the tone is sound crying .. wat ...
A World I Struggle to Understand,and one i dont think i want to.
Plz I really want to know this and girls plz tell me what you think and what I should do.
Plz no bad comments!!! Thank you!!!

I am looking for a girl , and this will be my 2nd marriage.
Because my present wife has some psycho-problems.
if you want to know about me more,
Plz don't waste $60 on that stupid crap plastic mp3 player!

Hey,anybody tell me their username and password i really want to know.
i want to know how to get them i also want to know how you can get them to
the b girl soo plz tell me i really reallly want it i know two codes but plz
can some one plz be so nice and tell me why dps join when thay not

to go hc and the guy/girl there are playing most have some brain
can anybody tell me what is periods in girls i want to know about that. plz.....
i just want to know the position of a baby boy in the womb because
i want a baby boy! plz tell me…i have a girl baby now

I don't know about "Tampons".Plz Girls tell me what is it?
I really want to know what is a tampon & why it is used.Please tell me.
If you tell me some details of how the woman's personality is,
to impress these girls on cellphone first? I also want to know the initial approach phase

I dnt thnk it is a gud idea for girls to tell the guys that she likes him
Random I Cant Till If She Likes Me Plz Held!!!!
I'm not sure if this guy likes me or not, and I do'nt want him to know
Hi i am zeeshan from Lahore want friendship with girls plz contac me

I want to know ID MSN of Joe-cheng actor! who know can tell me please
hi all taiwan girls i like taiwan girls so plz add me for a good friendship
boy- i know, she was acting all wierd on the phone last nite. friend-
well dude u kno how gurls ... boy- y didnt u tell me???? girl- i didnt want 2 hurt u.

i am a barbie girl cos i have a barbie girl. if you want to know what my name
wat is the secret code i rilly want 2 now plz tell me or e-mail me
If someone has a song you want downloadable then just ask them.
Tell me if it's right ok? TY TY TY!! your a life saver!!! this is it ^^ thank you very much

you plz help me find the Elfen lied Let me be your girl ending song 1:30 min)? plz ...
You’re posting on my blog and you have the nerve to tell me you’re not checking
after getting what they want . so plz tell me how i will win her cos i really
i love the girl much but dont know how to get her to me as a dearest

Hello, me again. I think that I should get one of the barbie girls
to know okay plz bcuz i never got a barbie mp3 and i waited until April plz
i don’t want a barbie girl.i just want to know how can i get someone else password
please give i never tell any on please be my friend i tell u my id it is

Girls plz answer (what does cum taste like?????)
I heard someone tell me it tastes salty is it true??? is it ...
I dont know wat it taste like..but smell like da white part of egg
Plzzzz comment and let me know if u want a second part!

Hope u like the quiz !!!! plzzz comment and tell me if u want part 2
YES YES YES PART 2 ASAP PLZ PLZ PLZ MAKE IT I RELLY WANT PART 2!
Send me mail when u make it PLZZZZZZZ
i'm talking 2 jackass, i know that what u hv said was only 2 make fun of him

oh yeah tell me about it he want's tohelp ppl ohhhhhhhhe is a good guy then
Anyway, they started going out and now i want to tell her tha i like her
I NEED ADVICE(plz?)? I am dating two girls for a month now.
Non of them know about eachother.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Leave the Manifesto Alone: A Manifesto – Hate Socialist Collective

I WANT IT TOO MUCH. WHY?


I mean, I don't want to miss out on miracles just because I didn't ask.
I worship far too often at the altar of consumerism.
I have too much stuff + yet I want more stuff.
I read about these nifty Start Here™ notebooks on Bloesem.

I eat too much. I drink too much. I want too much. Too much! Yeah. I guess so.
Why not? Yeah. Huuuuuh. Too much? Nahhhh. Maybe I want too much...

but I am confused about choosing an external hard drive. The situation is this...
I just received my new iMac and my niece's suitors
want to know too much too soon. "Religion poisons everything", screeched the atheists.

Indian companies want too much software control.
I want too much house music.

Is it too much to want my e-b/f to show up with a red bow
for my birthday and Valentine's Day? I think not.

Is it too much to demand a common mondegreen?

Sometimes, the most agonizing part of love
is realizing that I cannot limit what I put in the tank.

How much is too much to want?

If you want enough that it regularly makes you or your partner raw or sore
in a way that you find unpleasant,
that is too much to want.

How do you say
I ate too much and I want to go home
in different languages?

I Am So Over Fucking – Sharon Mesmer

Friday, February 13, 2009

The Tennis Court Oath - John Ashbery

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Ron Silliman's links of 2/10/09, ninja-style

[The name Doc Severinsen...]

The Idea of Order at Key West - Wallace Stevens

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

The Background

SONNET


Drinking on an embassy roof
With the ambassador's wife
I tried to enjoy the best blues drummer
I've ever seen perform
The British expatriate
Dicky Jaws, ambassadorial esthete
The cold-blooded envoy
Went out of his senses

As I took stock of the world of sex
The starving children delighted the novelist
Tonight the farewell banquet
Generally regarded as perverse
Seeps into rivers
And there is a form to sign

My list

of things I like that other people hate just keeps getting longer.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Friday the following happens

PEACE EVENTS presents Dorothea Lasky & Filip Marinovich

I'll be there, doing something.

What will I be doing?

I don't quite know. We will find out together.

If I ever start

a band, its name will be

The Chadwarden Soundboard.

Someone from Deutsche Bank just googled "flarf"

Just thought y'all should know.


What can this mean???

?

?

?

Speaking of flarf, Jonathan Mayhew is perceptive...
Taking matter into one's own hands can be the culmination of a year's worth of expecting one thing only to find out you were never slated to audition to begin with. The ugliness inherent in your scheme includes the right to be armed to the teeth while full of berries in mid-July I had to speed over the test toast last most. Before I said what to the green-feathered awkwardness, it stopped to believe a little in the ordinary before not gaining ground, well, too fast. Tit, tit, like I said to the more Officer Nelson of the two. Officer Nelson Officer Nelson Officer Nelson Officer Nelson goose. Lick why the pond ever and. Been to slick Bic and good true to the fortune bloat feverishly protracted solstice minister hope to good too good tot too to to tit tie tart tote pit pote pot fote fit its good it is smells to new in the broken totally sports morning a moon from pipes sun-dried lookalikes of utmost authority also known as this isn't what you thought it was I thought it was you thought it was I thought it thinks you no it's like something I was thinking and you but you and you possibly you.
Viewed: Helvetica, Say Anything, The Good Night.

Opinions: Favorable, favorable, favorable.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

PLEEEEEEEEAAAAAASE HELP ME OUT


Let me tell you that I have been masturbating for a long time. PLEASE!
Go clear the room out of Harpies and archers
Check out these screens! Pretty Sweet, huh?
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase help, cause I think this MOD looks soooooooo cool!
Greg! Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase, do me a solid? Please help me out!
Hope there is more help included in the game for users like me.
Please give out some more codes. I could not get one. Would review for sure.
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase tell me how to do it!
Then get gun out of safe from the 2 digit number you got earlier

This one goes out to BAB's mum, who has been quite ill
And I would really love you to dance this song pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase!!!!!!!!!!
It didn't help me feel better. But to each his own.

Check it out - finally figured out how to stick you in my top 24.
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase don't let this suck. It would be so funny if that happened to me.
It's not a perfect science, but pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase
Come over and search around my house for parts
That would help me keep this thing attached to my pants.

Sony always wins, baby.
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase link the Chadwarden soundboard,
One more bowl pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase????? I WOULD'VE BROUGHT MY
OWN MONEY IF I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA CHEAP OUT ON ME!
If so, pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase tell me how to do it!
I am begging now, please help me with this game
Please tell me pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase
I don't like to wait
People living in NYC tend to let everything be out in the open

PLEEEEEEEEAAAAAASE!!! If I have helped you, you like my work,
Want to get me a coffee or you feel like you wish to help me,
Help me poop. Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase help me.
The dangly bits thing bothered me.
PLEEEEEEEEAAAAAASE HELP! I HAVE BEEN ON THE COMPUTER
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase!!!!!! Uh, I said NO, seeing as it's 45° outside!
Whoever told you the TT bikes were being phased out doesn't know his a**
Thanx Steve and all of the above (except for hoverboy) for your help.
Any chance you could put WORM OUT or COUNTRY FREAKS up on here Dale?
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase, Please, Please, Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase

So, really, you're telling me you've got sixteen pound balls. Do
Not give out any personal information about yourself pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase
Give us back our thread. Frown. Burnt toast!
Long story short
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase take my number - whoops - her number
And let me know if you find it. Lord help me!
Take your medicine as ordered, and we WILL hold it.
Call out to her. If she wants to see you, she'll be here...come see me, Toy Fairy?
Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase. (Pause. Nothing...

...should I go?? or should I just go to the CLUB???? Help me out here and 
DON'T make me splain it all again...
IF I DON'T SQUIRT, I ACHE FOR DAYS AFTERWARD


Don't bother me. I'm eating. 

I have asked everyone 
I know that has goats 
And they don't seem to know 
What to squirt. 

The normal yellow poop
Was a "geek" thing 
I was squirting 
Perhaps into the hundreds 
Of samples.

I'm 5'10", 175 lbs, 
And after about 2 hours 
I hardly notice the pain. 

The best thing 
Is the stomach ache. 

I'm going to come around 
And squirt a little of this 
On your hands. 

The flow begins slowly.

The days, like winter, 
Are growing short.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

THE THIRD REICH SUCKED


The Third Reich sucked pretty hard.
The first two were classics though.
The Third Reich sucked balls.

I never realized how much the Third Reich sucked
as compared to the other two.

The Third Reich SUCKED!!
I swear to god
The Third Reich sucked.

I know many of you may not agree with my opinion
but the truth of the matter is
Cheech and Chong
is better than the Third Reich.

I think the Third Reich sucked balls.
The violence was excessive and gratuitous.
The Third Reich sucked, and you all know it.

The First Reich was great, the Second Reich was almost great,
the Third Reich sucked.

The Third Reich sucked like hell.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Mark Horosky, I

didn't know who you were before but I just stumbled across your poems in Tight no.3 which I took the unusual for me step of ordering online and having delivered to my place of residence. I'm glad I did since it (the journal, not my place of residence) contains the work of you and many other fine people. Wait, that statement does apply to my place of residence, since my place of residence contains the journal as well as other books.

Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[For anyone else reading this, #3 isn't the latest issue of this fine publication, but it is yellow.]
NO ONE IS ON THE INTERNET TODAY


and so am I.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Old movies are only old because time has passed since they were made. Don't let it get you down. A fun thing to try with your neighbors is not to let them take pictures of each other in front of your house, otherwise they'll become the only real reason to go outside in the morning, aside from picking up the paper and you know the other stuff. How did you all get along? I was sure the factory would be sufficient for our needs, lots of broken windows. It was sunny and the day was probably designed to be looked at from various angles, some while under water, some while dying iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmperceptibly. Similarly, reactions have been reported. Squirting leads to summer, that's where

it can be useful to find a few minutes here and there to recollect the hair you'd left in the drain overnight. Its spare change can change but never be changed until you decide to lift it up and take a look underneath, that's where the sweat goes. I'm thinking you'll have everything you need by the time it takes us to travel by car or bus through the Black Forest or its equivalent. Time freezes, or thaws, either way in there you can't be too careful with your sense of possession. I have dined many times upon such roots as are to be found in the soggy bulge of the bluing dusk. Territorial

concerns mark my words. This will get back to you. If I give you five dollars will you give me ten dollars? I had some before but then it came up as evidence that all was not progressing as seamlessly as certain foreshorteners would have preferred. But they're alright, you can sign them up for adult swimming classes or part-time volunteer work they can enjoy well into their golden years. Stepping out of a green sedan under those auspices is redolent of serious coinage. (Barbarians.) Well if you can't deal, you better learn how to steal, and if your meal isn't a special concoction of ordinary household chemicals, then it's really hard to see how you're going to escape the inescapable conclusion that comes with every order. Oh, I have never heard of one serious injury.

Taking

a break from reading 150 books to read a chapbook called They All Seemed Asleep by Matthew Rohrer. I don't normally like to buy chapbooks because they cost too much and usually they end up in larger books anyway but this one looked promising and is very attractive physically.
Saw Stephanie Strickland and Anne Boyer read at the Poetry Project tonight. First time I've been to one of those.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

AN ACCOUNT OF SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED TO ME


Tuesday evening
I watched the laundry spin
And spin and
I said to myself

"If you think about
Fabrics for too long
You may begin to
Think you are one
And you are but
Only in the sense
Of your being what
Your clothing makes you
Appear to be in
The eyes of other
People. They see you
As fabric, or more likely
Fabrics, plural, but you have
Them beat because you are fabric, and
Not in the figurative sense I just described. I
Was lying. Gotcha! You are literally denim. Hahahahaha!"

I have not yet fully recovered from this incident.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

I have been drafted

into somebody's "literary journal"/blog dealy. There are some formatting problems (not surprisingly, since I wasn't, like, involved in this), but whatever. If you want to see what they're supposed to look like you can always dig through my archives. Mostly they're throwaways, but oddly enough they look better to me now that I know someone else likes them, apparently. I guess that's natural. Come to think of it, that's what happens every single time I get a compliment on something I put up here.

Get your clickeration on right here.

UPDATE: The bio they wrote for me says I'm a self-confessed recluse. I don't know why it says this. I'm neither a recluse nor self-confessed.

FURTHER UPDATE: Ok, some very weird things are going on with that bio, and I'm not sure what the deal is, so just disregard anything you might read there.

Monday, February 2, 2009

I have finished reading Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy, by Tao Lin

Brilliant.

6 down, 144 (1 gross) to go. It took a day shy of three (3) weeks to finish my sixth (6th) book of 2009. All have been poetry books. A novel and a poetry book and a book of short stories I got from the library are due in two (2) days. I've already renewed them three (3) times (the limit). I have no hope of finishing the novel or short story book. I might be able to finish the poetry book, but it remains to be seen whether I will. I'll probably just forget about the short story book for now, which I had barely started anyway. I will probably wait a few days and check out the novel again. I will finish it soon one way or another. It's a very good book.

Lately I find myself becoming detached from the world

of sports. I didn't see one minute of the Superbowl. But that's nothing new. What I miss is baseball.

2/14/09. Pitchers and catchers.
I'm on pace to finish 60 books this year. That's 90 below my goal. I'm going to try to finish two today.
Viewed: Broken English.

Opinion: Favorable.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

FENS OF MY SLOG


A number of years ago
I rolled my eyes
To help identify wildlife
Involved in a three-way
With my friends—people
Who seemed almost morally
Opposed to my extension
Of walking to ice-skating
Their minds are not equipped for
My self-inflicted horizon
I never read the books
The Queen gives me
Permission to say that
I have other things to occupy my attention

25 random alpacas


















Viewed: The Leopard Man.

Opinion: Favorable.
Viewed: Tarnation.

Opinion: Favorable.