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    Saturday, July 18th, 2009
    cydniey
         		6:16p
    free range post-these thoughts have been given much land and good electrons to feed on
     i am jack's flaming fury.
    i am tired of being hung up on
    i am tired of not being answered
    i am tired of not having a cat hair free area
    in which to take pictures
    i am tired of not being able to get the shots i want
    funny, though, i'm not tired.
    so i guess i should say i'm sick of the above
    i'm sick of the bing.com commercial
    for every one i see,
    i talk badly about the search engine loudly in public
    i don't even care what their service is
    their commercials are so obnoxious,
    so should be their word of mouth, even if it is negative
    seeing how it's microsoft's name on it, how good can it work?

    yes i'm on a tear today.

    i got one of my tripods out, finally,
    and once i find a surface not covered with fur even after
    i super duper vacuum it, well
    then i'll start drugging the cats with catnip
    and using them as models, the dolls would look great
    on leeloo when she sleeps on her back, spread eagle.
    but then i would have to get her fur off the doll, feh

    doc found a new "at a glance" day calendar for me.
    i had to get one, i'm worthless without it
    and that's not drama, i can't keep up with the day
    let alone the date it is, that part of my brain is no longer with us
    and i get the calendars on sale, so they end in weird months
    like get the one i have that ends this month
    and i want to make doctor's appointments
    one to a new shrink
    one to my old therapist, i miss him
    it's only been a few months,
    but they drag for me and go quick with them

    i am starting to flounder, or notice that i'm floundering, so cheery-bye

    Current Mood: inadequate
    Current Music: Primeval on BBC America
    madbard
         		1:39p
    Cnet writes the only sensible coverage thus far of the Amazon remote-deletion incident of yesterday.

    An excerpt:


    But not even the usually sensible David Pogue of the Times appears to have done any actual research on the subject. Am I the only blogger in the world who cares about getting the facts right instead of just going for the quick and easy chance to smear Amazon? Or just the only one who can see the obvious?
    1984

    It was instantly apparent to me what must have happened, so I looked into it. From stories posted on other sites, and from my own research on Amazon.com, it's clear the books in question had been published illegally--and not by the publisher with U.S. rights for these books, which are still under copyright protection in this country.


    The only area where I disagree is his disappointment in Amazon's decision to turn off remote-deletion in the future. It's simply a good business decision. Users are going to seriously balk if they think that Jeff Bezos can instantly undo their purchase. Who wants to be stuck on a tropical island and suddenly have your reading material vanish? Let Amazon better police the legality of its books in the future.
    applyingtograd
    [ sparklingsoull ]
         		1:56p
    I read somewhere that there is going to be a new math section with a fill-in the blank and a new text completion question (my 2010 Princeton Review book.) When will that be? I am taking the test on October 2009.
    losthippie
         		11:06a
    #411) INVISIBLE CITIES, Italo Calvino- The concept is better than the execution, IMO.  Marco Polo attempts to sweet talk his way out of some trouble with a king by describing all these incredible cities he visited during his travels.  Cities inhabited solely by strangers, upside down cities, cities that begin anew each day, cities made entirely of plants, vertical cities, hanging from a cliff cities, etc etc.  Great idea, but just not all that intriguing in its execution.  And of course, in the end, all these cities are actually the same city, metaphors for life.

    MUST I HAVE READ THIS BOOK BEFORE I DIE: no

    411 down, 590 to go
    lordrexfear
         		11:55a
    Why I usually sneer in photos of me...

    I look like a goof, right? right?
    (shot by Royce Bannon on my camera)

    Ya know what'd be cool? If y'all posted a picture of yourself smiling in this entry. Maybe it'll help my confidence in smiling.
    lordrexfear
         		11:21a
    For Your Viewing
     Two new photos from a party a few weeks back. Photos by Chris Carr.



    campana
         		2:11a
    july and august in phoenix are about as nasty a two month stretch as you can find anywhere anytime of the year. generally these are the most unproductive months regarding poetry for me. i can't write in the summer anymore. it gets worse each year. these are also the busiest months professionally for me. long hours, intense heat, a lot of naps. it's a real drain. add the new guitar and you can guess i'm not concentrating on poetry although i did receive some chapbooks in the mail today from one of my favorite poets. i think if you are not going to write poetry for a while you should concentrate on reading poetry.
    Friday, July 17th, 2009
    cydniey
         		11:32p
    is there really any group who openly promotes hatred?
     this is what i get for letting him leave fox noise on

    i finally got a couple of things on etsy
    cydniey.etsy.com

    thanks to one of my meds
    my period has stopped
    so i never know if i'm weeping over my
    cutting of my hair or if i'm just weeping
    i do know i'm not cutting my hair any more
    i wanted it long, though i don't know why

    i've also learned not to eat fast
    i made the greatest salmon the other night
    and ate a lot of rice with it and ended up
    throwing the whole lot of it up
    that made me cry, too
    it was really good salmon and the rice was
    absolute heaven and i admitt i ate it fast
    way too fast, never again

    today i spent time messing with my cameras
    taking pictures that didn't turn out
    and finally, having enough to get 2 things
    listed on etsy, but it's better than the
    no things every other day
    and now that i have my cameras sorted out
    i can get more photographed and posted

    then i got a grand idea for some CDs i have a
    bunch of that can'tbe useful any other way
    all i need is crockery to smash
    and that is up to doc.

    i had cammenbert and garlic infused bread for dinner
    i ate it slowly.

    Current Mood: accomplished
    Current Music: wayne's world
    Saturday, July 18th, 2009
    greatpoets
    [ kairia ]
         		11:47a
    Before the Rain [Lianne Spidel]
    Before the Rain
    by Lianne Spidel

    Minutes before the rain begins
    I always waken, listening
    to the world hold its breath,
    as if a phone had rung once in a far
    room or a door had creaked
    in the darkness.

    Perhaps the genes of some forebear
    startle in me, some tribal warrior
    keeping watch on a crag beside a loch,
    miserable in the cold,

    though I think it is a woman's waiting
    I have come to know,
    a Loyalist hiding in the woods,
    muffling the coughing of her child
    against her linen skirts, her dark head
    bent over his, her fear spent
    somewhere else in time,

    leaving only this waiting,

    and I hope she escaped
    with her child, and I suppose she did.
    If not, I wouldn't be lying here awake,
    alive, listening for the rain to begin
    so that she can run, the sound
    of her footsteps lost, the sight
    of them blotted away on the path.

    Source: Poetry (May 1999)

    Current Mood: mellow
    Friday, July 17th, 2009
    campana
         		7:01p
    good-bye, uncle walter.
    nelsonbob
         		7:01p
    There has better be
     a 'Walter Cronkite Goes to Hell' next week at the slam...

    Just sayin'
    nelsonbob
         		6:16p
    ALRIGHT!
     I'll be at coffee in the morning...
    greatpoets
    [ geosh ]
         		6:38p
    TRADE

    by Carl Phillips




    Bending - as no
    flower bends -
    casting the difficult rule

    of his attention upon an elsewhere
    that accordingly broke open
    into a splendor that, too,

    would pass,
    I am resigned,
    mostly,

    said the emperor,
    to a history between us less of loss than,
    more protractedly, of losing -

    and, having said as much, said
    nothing else to the man to
    whom he'd said it;

    whom, for years now, he'd called
    variously paramour,
    consort,

    sir; who, for
    himself, said nothing;
    who from where he was seated could

    see, and easily,
    each at its labeled and color-coded slip
    moored slackly,

    the bows of the ships of the Fleet
    Imperial, about which
    what he found, just

    then, most worth admiring it
    is impossible, anymore, to
    say exactly:

    the trim of them,
    flawless, sleek - reminiscent, in
    that way, of almost any line from Ovid; or

    when there was wind,
    how the bows tipped,
    idly,

    in it;
    or the stillness, afterwards,
    that they found; or the way they seemed to.
    twosnoos
         		4:02p
    Goodbye Thax
     Just heard Thax Douglas passed away today at 10am. Does anyone in Chicago know what happened? Was he sick? It just breaks my heart. He was a sweet old soul and very positive guy. He also read poems before every major indie rock band in the world! He was a good friend and former room mate. I will miss him.

    title or description

    UPDATE:There are reports coming in that this might be an internet hoax! Let's hope it is!
    madbard
         		12:00p
    I feel blessed to be alive in a time when such a headline could be run.

    EATR creators: Our robots won't eat corpses
    greatpoets
    [ rabidpenguin ]
         		11:53a
    [50th Anniversary!] The Day Lady Died by Frank O'Hara
     The Day Lady* Died

    It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
    three days after Bastille day, yes
    it is 1959 and I go get a shoeshine
    because I will get off the 4:19 in Easthampton
    at 7:15 and then go straight to dinner
    and I don’t know the people who will feed me

    I walk up the muggy street beginning to sun
    and have a hamburger and a malted and buy
    an ugly NEW WORLD WRITING to see what the poets
    in Ghana are doing these days
    I go on to the bank
    and Miss Stillwagon (first name Linda I once heard)
    doesn’t even look up my balance for once in her life
    and in the GOLDEN GRIFFIN I get a little Verlaine
    for Patsy with drawings by Bonnard although I do
    think of Hesiod, trans. Richmond Lattimore or
    Brendan Behan’s new play or Le Balcon or Les Nègres
    of Genet, but I don’t, I stick with Verlaine
    after practically going to sleep with quandariness

    and for Mike I just stroll into the PARK LANE
    Liquor Store and ask for a bottle of Strega and
    then I go back where I came from to 6th Avenue
    and the tobacconist in the Ziegfeld Theatre and
    casually ask for a carton of Gauloises and a carton
    of Picayunes, and a NEW YORK POST with her face on it

    and I am sweating a lot by now and thinking of
    leaning on the john door in the 5 SPOT
    while she whispered a song along the keyboard
    to Mal Waldron and everyone and I stopped breathing

    *Billie Holiday, from what I understand
    greatpoets
    [ cseresznie ]
         		11:48a
    e.e. cummings, truth
     seeker of truth

    follow no path
    all paths lead where

    truth is here

    -- truth, e.e. cummings

    Current Music: Fleet Foxes - Drops in the River | Powered by Last.fm
    nelsonbob
         		10:43a
    For you forum dwellers...
     This could be the issue that motivates me enough to seriously change my poetry slam focus.
    greatpoets
    [ novapsyche ]
         		12:59p
    "Emily Hardcastle, Spinster" by John Crowe Ransom
     Emily Hardcastle, Spinster
    John Crowe Ransom


    We shall come tomorrow morning, who were not to have her love,
    We shall bring no face of envy but a gift of praise and lilies
    To the stately ceremonial we are not the heroes of.

    Let the sisters now attend her, who are red-eyed, who are wroth;
    They were younger, she was finer, for they wearied of the waiting
    And they married them to merchants, being unbelievers both.

    I was dapper when I dangled in my pepper-and-salt;
    We were only local beauties, and we were beautifully trusted
    If the proud one had to tarry we would have her by default.

    But right across her threshold has her Grizzled Baron come;
    Let them wrap her as a princess, who'd go softly down a stairway
    And seal her to the stranger for his castle in the gloom.
    campana
         		8:13a
    from the desk of shecky campana
     pope ratzinger fell and broke his wrist. because he was in denial that it was actually broken, coupled with his nazi background, when the german doctors surgically repaired the fracture they then set it in a holocast.
    Thursday, July 16th, 2009
    cydniey
         		8:37p
    well, it's the Big Show
     today it is 108 degrees
    way past my temperature limit
    my meds simply won't allow it
    i almost passed out in the litter box
    but i kept my shit together
    and stayed concious for the gathering of the shit
    and the putting away of it

    now i am roasting eggplant for doc
    and i am making home made mac and cheese for M and i
    the kitchen is cluttered and nowhere near clean
    i just work around it because i want the mac and cheese
    and i want to roast off the eggplant before it goes bad
    doc also got camenbert and garlic infused bread
    and i want that, too
    cheese on cheese
    i've been eating so healthy lately
    i don't feel at all guilty about a cheese night.
    i should roast off some garlic while i'm roasting things, hrm.

    no garlic to roast and i put too little cheese in it
    but M liked it, that's the important thing
    then i cleaned the kitchen because with the
    roasting and the baking and the making.
    the place was trashed and i had to empty the dishwasher anyway
    so i figured i'd make doc's life easier
    and cleaned the whole kitchen

    you know, it's easier to think in single short lines like this

    just now no more.

    Current Mood: tired
    Current Music: borat, kill me, really, do it
    campana
         		7:17p
    the week is almost over
     what a week. tomorrow i've been elected to open up the shop since everybody else is out of town or not working. this means i'll be pulling into work about 5:15 a.m.. so no poetry for me tonight. i wanted to hit the phoenix poetry series at mama java's but i'm so burned out right now it's not funny. instead i'll stay home and rummage through some old papers and see what i can see. maybe buff up some old unfinished stuff from years ago. have i mentioned how much i love my les paul.
    applyingtograd
    [ janeng ]
         		6:48p
    Update / master's in literature / teaching assistant
     I just wanted to update the community on what's happened with me and also ask a couple quick questions (at the end).

    I posted about three months ago with the "dilemma" of choosing between 1) being a full-time middle school English teacher while doing my M.A. program on a part-time evening basis, or 2) doing graduate school full time and being a teaching assistant at the university.  I'd say 75% of the people who responded said "don't miss out on the chance to be fully immersed in your program and teach at the college level."

    Well, at the time, I had neither a full-time teaching job fully secured nor the actual teaching assistantship offer.  However, in the months since, I got job offers, and, as of two weeks ago, was also offered a teaching assistantship at my school.  I'm taking the latter.  I am so excited.  It wasn't a hard choice, really, but I did feel a tinge of remorse, as I did really like being a "school teacher" a lot too.  But I can't pass up this opportunity to get a tuition-free M.A. degree and get a chance to teach at the college level.

    So, what were your experiences as a teaching assistant?  (I know for sure that at my school, teaching assistants actually teach a class as the main teacher; it's not pure grading or pure "assisting" a professor).  If you taught, how much did you love it or hate it?  Tell me anything you want about it.

    Also, since I am going to have an M.A. in English in two years time, I am now open to the possibility of teaching community college.  My one concern is that it seems like most community colleges just hire a bunch of part-time people to teach certain classes, i.e. tons of "adjuncts".  I really would like a full time job.  Do you happen to know if community colleges do have more full-time positions than I am thinking?
    theklute
         		3:36p
    Crushing my soapbox with my high-horse, Campana-style
     And this is what I feared from the "Official NPS 2009 Twitter Feed":

    2009NPS: Bouts that make us say "Wow," Part One: Wednesday night, Boston-Cantab v. Austin-NeoSoul v. San Jose v. Denver-Nuba #nps2009
    10 hours 27 min ago

    Is it really appropriate for the official Twitter feed to be promoting specific bouts, and thus elevating teams?

    2009NPS: Bouts that make us say "Whatever", Part One: Wednesday night, Arkham v. Dogpatch v. Castle Rock v. Pine Cove - not worth your time, go to that "Wow" bout instead #nps2009
    10 hours 27 min ago

    Yes, *we* the slampoets might say that, but to the public at large? Seems kinda wack.

    [info]nelsonbob: Maybe take this to slammaster's forum?

    Nevermind, e-mailed Erik Daniel.
    twosnoos
         		5:18p
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