Random Friday

Random, because it's the weekend.

She tells the story of my life sometimes. It's freaky.

Someone keeps selling back his mint-condition Led Zeppelin cds at Joe's Record Paradise, and I'm happily purchasing them. So thanks. Rest assured that they are loved.

Prosody is a bitch. And in other poetry news, I went to a poetry slam workshop on campus today, taught by a "master slammer", Claudia Alick. She was very cool, but I had no idea we'd be called upon to do improv. We went around the circle and had to pick an imaginary object out of an imaginary "bag", and "hand" it to the person next of us, who had to then tell "a personal story" about the object. The dude next to me chose to hand me a FOOTBALL, and I kind of freaked because I just have very few personal sports stories. And the way my mind shut down, you'd have thought I'd never seen a football before. I blanked. I resisted every impulse in me to flee the room, so I'm kind of proud of that. I talked about my Aunt Dot who's a huge Redskins fan and that felt really lame, but what could I do? I gave the guy next to me an imaginary cd, which is what I wish someone had given me. Or a puppy. Or a cheeseburger. Those I have stories about, but I guess it's good to push those boundaries. I guess.  I was much happier with my "mind-mapping" exercise...I got to work with my "Ellipsis Island" idea. Driving back from the beach last weekend, I saw a sign for "Elliott Island", and for a second I read it as "Ellipsis Island" (tired I guess) and I decided I really liked the sound AND the concept of that. I don't know what will come of it really, but it was fun to play with the ideas. It didn't help me come up with the sonnet I need to write, but I guess that will happen somehow.

I love working with people who share cool music with me and who have senses of humor. This has been a very, very positive development. I'm so happy about this, I can't even express it adequately.

Today was a beautiful day. The air was so...soft. And it actually felt like spring, not the immediate "already hot" feeling that the season changing can bring to this area. It's really pretty outside. I'm also really grateful that I don't have allergies, so I can enjoy it without worrying about that.

The Fuji Apple Chicken Salad is back at Panera, and I'm unreasonably happy about this.

All of my Scrabble coffee bean film prints had a black bar across the bottom or the side, and I am very bitter about this sad development. I have no idea what I did wrong, and the dude in the photo place was not at all helpful.

Eating port wine cheese, onion crackers, and bacon for dinner is not a good way to cope with feeling bloated.

I get to see this amazing pianist at the New Orleans Jazz Festival next weekend, and I am really getting excited about that. Doug E. Fresh will be there, I think playing at the same time, which is most disappointing.

This man should be in jail.

I got an old roll of film developed tonight. So random. It was very weird to open up the bag and see these old shots of me and my family and some of my friends...and most heartbreakingly, but happily too, a few shots of my little dog who died in 2001 (Punkin is still hanging in there.) 

That's him trying to clean someone's plate. How funny.

I have to get up early again tomorrow. I really need to start running soon.

Comments

[claudia alick]

glad you liked the workshop!

claudia