love the cold coastal waters of new england… reminds me of my norwegian roots… expect i’m not in new england & i’m not norwegian…
Category: field notes
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I’m leading a poetry workshop at the Flood Gallery Fine Art Center titled: Write and Do Not Waste Time… email me if your interested…
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total of 150+ seedlings planted in the garden patches…
Field notes
// returned books to the library. ran an errand. back in time for supper. back to gardening… before it starts to rain…
Perfect setting for your iTunes Equalizer
scumblr: beverlyhasablog: Oh my gosh this is amazing. My music sound so much clearer. Edit: This doesn’t sound too great with my heavier songs. The sound blurs together a bit. jayrobinson: If you’re look for the perfect setting for your iTunes Equalizer, look no further. Set it to Manual to calibrate, then “Make Preset…” once you’re done. db +3, +6, +9, +7, +6, +5, +7, +9, +11, +8 db
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kidlinger tells me he wants to eat at burgermeister everynight… maybe even forever…
// the retro playboy themed découpage table top at burgermeister is tame compared to page 69 of the recent j. crew catalog…
// burgermeister has découpage table tops of old magazine pages & clippings… somehow we found the only table with a retro playboy theme…
// she says, want to eat at burgermeister (http://www.burgermeisters.com/)? yes, now serving wedge beer (http://www.wedgebrewing.com/)…
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thars sumptin, idunno, nostalgic? bout eatin lunch at a place playin ol’time country music ‘bout desperados & do cowboys go t’heaven…
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today that waiter calls me buddy…
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It’s 10:30 and my co-workers just realized that I’m here. I’ve been here since 9 and one of them came into my office and said “oh, you’re here. How long have you been here?”
That’s a good feeling.
oh, in know that feeling… though, for me, sometimes it’s mid afternoon before they realize i’m in the office… happy, happy, joy, joy… & pass me another beer…
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just got flipped off by a complete stranger while i ate special a at the guad… welcome to america’s happiest city… fugitaboutit…
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that being said… i think i’ll head off to lunch with the biggest book of poetry i can find within reach…
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i love the smell of spreadsheets in the morning…
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after a weekend diet from sns, i’ve plugged into the matrix… i’ve missed so much & yet i’ve missed so little…
Field notes
// spent the day in the garden until the rain ceased garden work… attended a going away party (far too many people are moving away)…
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oh, insomnia, thanks for putting the recent issue of the american poetry review in my mailbox today-gives me something to read at 1am…
// she says, ‘most people don’t want to think & when you challenge their ideas they take it personally.’ i say, ‘what does that make me?’
// at lunch, coworker says i’m anti-everything… i’m not anti-everything, i’m just not a lemming… & i need to work on my people skills…
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it’s raining… pouring, actually… really pouring… with thunder & lightning…
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did i mention the waitress at fiddlin pig did not call me ‘honey’ or ‘darlin?’ today she called me ‘baby…’ yes, i’ll have another coke…
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a line from pound comes to mind, ‘you ought rather to rule than serve…’ in context it has many meanings… i’m still unpacking them…
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coworker just dropped off a stack of books by cynthia rylant for the kidlingers… the illustrations are great…
Coffeehouse Junkie 