// Did I mention I’ll be reading poetry @ Malaprops this Sunday, Oct. 19 @ 3 PM? I’ll be reading my work along with other local poets.
//Which would you chose? A book of poetry by Randall Jarrell? The Savage Sword of Conan, Vol. 1? Or a book titled, Pagan Christianity?
// Automating one’s social networking status is easy. Automating one’s cash flow is more challenging.
// Three cups of Velvet Hammer. Three hours of fist pumping metal music. A vendor who can’t follow the !@#$ instructions. I lurve Mondays.
// OK, I’m really getting tired of the office doorbell.
It’s official, Oct. 19 – Poetry Reading @ Malaprops @ 3 PM. I’ll be reading my work along with other local poets.
// Enjoying Clawhammer (Oktoberfest Lager by Highland Brewing Company) as celebration for finishing design work on the weekend.
// Finished reading a Randall Jarrell book.
// Thinking about marketing… wondering about Wall Street… considering poetry… for some reason this all makes me very thirsty.
Downtown Asheville, Early Autumn
Coffee and poetry: This morning I was working at The Dripolator.
why am i taking this class?
Last night the teacher told me I should check out the writings of Randall Jarrell based on a poem draft I read for class. Other comments included the words “authoritative” and “tender.”
Another classmate came up to me and asked if I had studied poetry. That make a total of three classmates who have asked how it is I know so much about poetry and poetic techniques. The answer is simple: No, I didn’t go to school and study poetry. I just read books.
// What’s up with the office doorbell? It’s worse than my office phone ringing off the hook.
Girls’ Romances 1968 (via Vermont Ferret)
Evidence of Hippie Status:
- Long Hair
- Goatee
- Backpack
- Turtleneck?
I immediately thought JOE! And then I thought if my boyfriend wants to look like a hippie, then let him. At least he doesn’t wear Jesus sandals WITH SOCKS. Yes, indeed, Linda OMGWTF. ; ) or wear parachute pants
or these….nothing says dark, sexy, full of Wet ‘N’ Wild black eyeliner, morbidly ugly or obese, BDSM D&D dorkfest with white geisha powder than these:
That’s a look on the bright side for you.
I am that hippie.
// Listening to a lecture on classical mythology.
Oh, now you tell me. I’ve got got three apps open and six browser windows open and I’m working at a downtown cafe. I’m addicted to Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Flickr and Blogger. But I can quit any time I want (just not today). Wonder if this has anything to do with being a wifi nomad?
Poets Teaching Poets, part 3
Last night, I submitted one of my poems for workshop. For those readers unfamiliar with what happens to a poem/poet during a “workshop” session, imagine a colonoscopy performed by pre-med students.
I could play the pained poet and claim that I am still recovering from the ordeal, but that’s not true because I’m still giggling.
Poets Teaching Poets, part 3
Last night, I submitted one of my poems for workshop. For those readers unfamiliar with what happens to a poem/poet during a “workshop” session, imagine a colonoscopy performed by pre-med students.
I could play the pained poet and claim that I am still recovering from the ordeal, but that’s not true because I’m still giggling.
Poetry, the highest form of art
// Someone just brought me homemade chocolate cookies. Thank you!
Poetry, the highest form of art
“Imagine living in a society where poetry was considered to be the most important art form. Where a poet could easily fill a football stadium. Where a poet’s death was the top news story for days.” Link
This echoes the thought that Icelandic books is the most important in Europe.
// Stopped by Asheville Brewing Co. on the way home after class. ABC was packed for the Presidential debate.
Coffeehouse Junkie 