January 2012
55 posts
AN EMAIL
from the president.
> Statement by ASU President Michael M. Crow on Guns on Campus Bill > > January 31, 2012 > > > > Arizona State University, like any major research university, is a very special and very complex learning environment. In addition to more than 70,000 of our own college students, we have day care centers, elementary school programs and thousands of elementary...
I just got off the phone with Sandra Cisneros.
I think she just changed my life.
SATURDAY
Changed my shirt in the bathroom & rubbed my soft teeth with a wet finger. Dawntime goodbyes. Warmed up the van while the pup pooped in a peeping Tom’s yard. Gross, hairy donuts. Got off the highway at route 260 towards Camp Verde, drove it six miles past the bridge on the other side of town, took a right on Fossil Creek road. Two hours to drive twenty miles, clunking & crawling,...
FRIDAY
We packed up the van & stuffed it full of friends and the pup. Stopped in Black Canyon City, but not at the good gas station because it’s closed for remodeling. The tape of the howling wolves over the crystals and lasers of new age music that I inherited from my stepfather, the one with Cowboy Junkies on the other side. Surrounded by sunset in the middle of mountains. Stars, coffee,...
Tristan & I are on a date at the downtown ASU library using separate fancy iMacs to work on separate fancy stuff.
super sweet show tonight @ THE BIG HOUSE!¡!¡!¡
area50fun:
MEGA BOG (magick seattle-ite jams)
REMAMBRAN (magick santa barbaran jams)
DRAGONS (magick hometown heartthrob jams)
DOGBRETH (magick phx jams)
This was the best show of 2012.
I’m pretty sure that every children’s cereal commercial involves the cereal either being stolen by bad people/creatures, or else is being kept away from desperate seekers. Weird psychology.
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this isn't happiness.: F. Scott Fitzgerald’s... →
nevver:
Days of this February were white and magical, the nights were starry and crystalline. The town lay under a cold glory.
Dyed Siberian horse.
As thin as a repeated dream.
The sea was coming up in little intimidating rushes.
The island floated, a boat becalmed, upon the almost perceptible…
Two weeks of being a TA has eliminated any latent desires I had to be a college professor.
When I was eight & I had a bowl cut, I made a shirt with Sharpies that said “Just because I have short hair…” on the front & “doesn’t mean I am a BOY!!!!” on the back.
The residents of GabbaLand only care about snacks, dancing, & not giving up.
AN UN-INTERESTING, MAN-I'M-BUSY POST.
6:30 - 2 = work
2 - 3:30 = finish Moll Flanders
3:30 - 5 = class: The Novel to Jane Austen
5 - 5:45 = make copies of stuff
6 - 7 = Skype meeting with magazine editor
7 - ??? = evaluate two weeks of student work & post grades: Professional Writing / read stuff / revise things / eat a sandwich / be a working college student / hang out / jam/ sleep.
MY HEADLINES DON’T LIE.
Tonight I remembered why I started going to local shows in the first place.
We packed a picnic & the pup & took a trip to Oak Creek Canyon, a test adventure for the van. Cruise control, cloud ghosts, a friend’s summertime mix tape. Sun rocks out of shadow mountains, red spires over white tourists. Stolen campsite, tiny boulders, funny sandwiches, pinecones, icy river, dog sweater, gray sunset. Two different kinds of trail mix.
We’re in our dark...
JUST GOT THE VAN INSURED FOR $4.
FOR THE NEXT 6 MONTHS.
Multi-car discounts rule. Being 25 rules. Cheap, no-name insurance companies rule.
Ugh, I hate feeling down on myself. It’s gross.
SOPA
Suck On Poop, Assholes
Start Opening Presents Alone
Stuffy Old People Attack
Stinky Orange Peel, Ack
Waking up at 5:30 on a Saturday with “Me and Bobby McGee” stuck in your head is a strange & not altogether positive experience.
My toes haven’t been this cold since I lived in Denver.
All I want is to live in Seattle during the 1990s.
Added Tristan on to my phone plan tonight.
F I D L A R
If I had three wishes, I don’t know if I’d want to wish for Quark to be able to talk for a day or for his whole life.
I guess I could first wish for him to be able to talk for a day, then ask him what he wants, then wish for him to be able to talk for his whole life if that’s what he wants.
Then my third wish would have something to do with food or money. If Quark was fine...
There’s a really good show at Funny World tonight, I dunno if I’ll have the energy for it, but you should definitely go.
SOME BLURBS
Started working again today, after three weeks of sleeping in & reading & eating with various families & watching tapes during the daytime & getting good at the bass.
Luckily, my job is the greatest so it feels like I’m on perpetual vacation. We played with new toys & I bought a hoodie. I just ate a peanut-butter-nana sandwich, & now I’m updating my tumblr.
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I need a bookshelf.
I’ll probably end up just emptying a kitchen cupboard & putting books in it.
My mom & I got lunch & now I’m gonna go to the first class of my last semester of college. Sitting in the pre-pay lot listening to Mega Bog. Half-filled notebook. Hot sun thighs.
“‘Under Pressure’ followed by ‘Marquee Moon’.”
– a good mix tape. 