I'm reading:
Matt Hart's Sonnet
Michael Ford's Carbon
OBERIU An Anthology of Russian Absurbism edited by Eugene Ostashevsky (I'm presenting portions of this to my Russian language class)
And wish I could be reading this and this and this (tinyside #6).
I'm listening to:
Mountain Goats Get Lonely
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
The first day of fall semester has been a successful one. My Russian language class is pretty cool. Smaller than I expected. My professor calls me some Russian version of Zachary that I can't yet pronounce or spell. Today I said the following outloud in Russian: "I have many brothers and sisters" and "I love all of them." Only half of which is true. The classes in which I am a teacher went smoothly. My reading list isn't quite as hip as M's, but I am throwing in some Aimee Bender and some Dave Eggers and some George Saunders and some Al Franken.
After a full and enjoyable afternoon of bicycle pioneering around Lincoln, A and P and I went to a Husker football practice that was open to the public. We're going to be good this year. We're going to restore the order, as the kids here say. Watch out USC. Then we went to the Big Red Welcome last night: filled up on free pizza and stuffed our free bags with free burrito/free haircut coupons.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Going to be a student (and teacher) again on Monday. Classes I'm pumped about: Avant Garde Poetics with Mr. Anthony Hawley; and Russian Language 101. When these two courses mix, good things happen.
Other things that are good when mixed (found on Jon Pack): Surprise and Omelets. Lions and Fresh Paint.
Other things that are good when mixed (found on Jon Pack): Surprise and Omelets. Lions and Fresh Paint.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
I'm done with reading poetry mannies for Octopus Books. And PhD school doesn't start until Monday. So, A and I went with C and P on a little lakey camping trip to central Iowa. Ahh, central Iowa. Here are photos.
C and P. A fire. My left foot. We were having a conversation through the fire. I kept thinking that my words were coming out my mouth, then heating up, then cooling down before getting to C and P. All this is very silly.
A and I. Lakeside.
My sister's cat, Bowser. This has nothing to do with camping. This cat has never been to central Iowa.
These are my feet covered with mud.
A is a good skiier.
C is a good skiier.
C and P. A fire. My left foot. We were having a conversation through the fire. I kept thinking that my words were coming out my mouth, then heating up, then cooling down before getting to C and P. All this is very silly.
A and I. Lakeside.
My sister's cat, Bowser. This has nothing to do with camping. This cat has never been to central Iowa.
These are my feet covered with mud.
A is a good skiier.
C is a good skiier.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Our little press is saying its first words. We picked out 8 chapbooks for special print issue #8. Check it out: www.octopusbooks.net
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
I feel like I have a bucket-full of good info to give to you. But it will all come in time. This is time-sensitive info. Patience.
To pass the time I will read my fav book of the month: If Fire, Arrival by Julia Cohen.
Hmm, and for you I have these pictures. One is of A in CO circa 2000. The other is of T in Point Lookout, MO at the CWT at COFO circa 1997-ish.
To pass the time I will read my fav book of the month: If Fire, Arrival by Julia Cohen.
Hmm, and for you I have these pictures. One is of A in CO circa 2000. The other is of T in Point Lookout, MO at the CWT at COFO circa 1997-ish.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Chicago vacation with A and my family of origin--in a few selected pictures.
Mom and Pops walking into the Chicago night together. You can tell they want to hold hands. This is Michigan Avenue. Earlier, my Pops and I went to Arlington Park to bet on the ponies. I hit a trifecta. $$$
My pops and I walked to Grant Park. Lollapalooza was there that weekend. I told him the Red Hot Chilipeppers were playing and he had heard of them so he wanted to go check them out. When we got there, the sounds of some riot grrrl band and the smells of BO and pot were making him uncomfortable from outside the fence. We didn't go in. It didn't sound like Roy Orbison. But we did see this giant metal kidney bean.
From left: R, my sister K, and S's back. They like to go back-to-school shopping. We couldn't find any pencil boxes.
A, myself and my pops saw Carlos Zambrano pitch 6 innings of stunning 12 hit, 5 earned run baseball against the always difficult to beat Pittsburgh Pirates (who are 14-42 on the road this season). Cubs lose, but we had a great time. Good seats. Good weather. Nachos and wings beforehand. We don't have cable so I don't get to follow baseball on television very often, so to watch a live game was a real treat. Also, we were able to watch the guy in the bottom right in this picture drink 9 beers (9 beers X $5.75 [+$1 tip each purchase]= $60.75.)
Because I grew up with WGN, Cubs have always been my National League team, but there has been very little to root for this year on any front. I'm very un-impressed and disappointed and bored with them. While I'm not permanently jumping ship, I have decided to adopt two other National League teams to root for. And I bought their respective baseball caps at a Lids store in Chicago. Here they are:
1. Milwaukee Brewers. I know that the Brew Crew is in the NL Central with the Cubs, but because they're not a real threat to win the division, I don't feel too shameful. And I have never felt like the Brewers have ever been a heated rival with the Cubs (rarely are either of them good enough), but more like a friend in infinite disappointment. Remember, the Brewers have never won a world series. Also: they have the only female president in the MLB, Wendy Selig, and have retired the numbers of two of the most important players in baseball history, Jackie Robinson and Hammerin' Hank Aaron.
2. New York Mets. This choice is more shameless. I badly want somebody to root for in the world series this year, and out of all teams, the Mets are the surest bet. They are heads above the rest of the NL. And so that I'm not a total schmo, I want to start backing them before the pennant race heats up--grow some little roots. Also: the Mets are the choice of the working class, I'd say, in New York, and I'm a working class kind of guy. And I'm a big fan of Jose Valentin and I'm beginning to like this new Lastings Milledge dude. And I was a big fan, growing up, of Darryl Strawberry, Dwight Gooden and Mookie Wilson. So, there you go.
Mom and Pops walking into the Chicago night together. You can tell they want to hold hands. This is Michigan Avenue. Earlier, my Pops and I went to Arlington Park to bet on the ponies. I hit a trifecta. $$$
My pops and I walked to Grant Park. Lollapalooza was there that weekend. I told him the Red Hot Chilipeppers were playing and he had heard of them so he wanted to go check them out. When we got there, the sounds of some riot grrrl band and the smells of BO and pot were making him uncomfortable from outside the fence. We didn't go in. It didn't sound like Roy Orbison. But we did see this giant metal kidney bean.
From left: R, my sister K, and S's back. They like to go back-to-school shopping. We couldn't find any pencil boxes.
A, myself and my pops saw Carlos Zambrano pitch 6 innings of stunning 12 hit, 5 earned run baseball against the always difficult to beat Pittsburgh Pirates (who are 14-42 on the road this season). Cubs lose, but we had a great time. Good seats. Good weather. Nachos and wings beforehand. We don't have cable so I don't get to follow baseball on television very often, so to watch a live game was a real treat. Also, we were able to watch the guy in the bottom right in this picture drink 9 beers (9 beers X $5.75 [+$1 tip each purchase]= $60.75.)
Because I grew up with WGN, Cubs have always been my National League team, but there has been very little to root for this year on any front. I'm very un-impressed and disappointed and bored with them. While I'm not permanently jumping ship, I have decided to adopt two other National League teams to root for. And I bought their respective baseball caps at a Lids store in Chicago. Here they are:
1. Milwaukee Brewers. I know that the Brew Crew is in the NL Central with the Cubs, but because they're not a real threat to win the division, I don't feel too shameful. And I have never felt like the Brewers have ever been a heated rival with the Cubs (rarely are either of them good enough), but more like a friend in infinite disappointment. Remember, the Brewers have never won a world series. Also: they have the only female president in the MLB, Wendy Selig, and have retired the numbers of two of the most important players in baseball history, Jackie Robinson and Hammerin' Hank Aaron.
2. New York Mets. This choice is more shameless. I badly want somebody to root for in the world series this year, and out of all teams, the Mets are the surest bet. They are heads above the rest of the NL. And so that I'm not a total schmo, I want to start backing them before the pennant race heats up--grow some little roots. Also: the Mets are the choice of the working class, I'd say, in New York, and I'm a working class kind of guy. And I'm a big fan of Jose Valentin and I'm beginning to like this new Lastings Milledge dude. And I was a big fan, growing up, of Darryl Strawberry, Dwight Gooden and Mookie Wilson. So, there you go.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
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