
spinach seedlings



“In 2002, 12% of adults read poetry. 2008 it’s 8.3%.” 1
NOTES:
1) The Chronicle of Higher Education, accessed April 23, 2009, https://www.chronicle.com/review/brainstorm/article/?id=1312&utm_source=at&utm_medium=en (page no longer available)
// ‘Twitter is a note-taking technology, end of story.’ (http://bldgblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-other-half-writes-in-defense-of.html)…
is it possible to have a literary hangover? i’m thinking in extended metaphors while drinking bold coffee from my new french press…

made from tree trimmings, old tarp, & t-shirt scraps
coming up on the 3-year anniversary of 1st publishing effort… almost 10,000 books sold…
read a german sonnet from the sixteenth century during lunch… it was delicious… i’ll have some russian stanzas for dessert…

fluffynotes: somethingchanged: topherchris: Renny Gleeson breaks down our always-on social world — where the experience we’re having right now is less interesting than what we’ll tweet about it later. Ted Talk
in an escape from the bias and collectivism of wikipedia, i discovered and am enjoying the encyclopædia britannica’s blog. some of the interesting stories of the day include: Do Americans Support Capitalism, and Which Capitalism? and Starbucks Not the Answer for New York Freelancers. My favorite post so far is Creative Design (Space-Saving Coffee Lids).
looking for my lost poems… if you find them let me know… the assignment is due before wednesday…
50% of the book division’s catalog achieved breakeven/profit status… a case for small press publishers?
kidlinger at breakfast: you spell rose ‘r-i-o-s’ (& points to the last 4 letters in cheerios)…
is it counterproductive to edit a poetry manuscript while listening to metallica…
from seeds, i now have 18 pea plants, 18 pepper plants, 10 spinach plants, 18 cantaloupe, 20 cabbage… the rest are still germinating…
i should reply to all the emails i’ve neglected… but every time i start, the kidlingers turn berserker & search for lands to plunder…
trying to figure out if this poem will work better in a 6-line, 3-stanza form or a 3-line, 6 stanza form…
rubbing snow out of my eyes in an attempt to wake up… i could really use coffee… it’s been almost 30 days without the dark elixir…
binge writing… equivalent fractions… bulimia nervosa… three-step allegorical algorithm… snow ‘makes me rush/my poem…’
still hear a hajhuj ringing in my ears…
i was wandering downtown a few nights ago in search of a jamacan coffee, but the lights were out and looked like old europe has closed shop.
co-worker: what are you eating? your so healthy. that’s not like you to eat something like that. where’s that from?
me: it has jalapenos and monterey jack cheese…
co-worker: oh, i can’t believe it.