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May 10, 2008 @ 8:21 pm
I’m cooking dinner. arnold is on me. hmm. it’s rare lately for him to stay on me and not fly to the plant. today I learned that any old tube can’t be a fuel line. the tube will expand if it’s not specifically for fuel. and then it will slip off the carb and you’ll spill a lot of gas by trying over and over again to start a scooter that isn’t getting fuel. I’m letting the emailing go on longer than I usually do. usually after a few emails I say hey let’s meet. but I decided to let it go on longer in email. I think it’s working because I’m becoming less indifferent. she’s a vegan and plays instruments. she doesn’t mind that I’m a poet. tho she says her friends have told her that poets are bad news, which of course is true. excellent bad news it sometimes is. I’m very cool. a lot of people don’t know that. but I’m not sure I’ll ever be as cool as david byrne. it’s ok. I worked today. I was a dull boy. but it’s ok now. Filed under: Uncategorized Comments:
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she has played the guitar since she was 10.
circa 1994.
the acceptabitity of saying ‘poets are bad news’ varies from culture to culture, and this time and place represents a high point in the acceptability of supposedly educated people saying ‘poets are bad news,’ also the most destructive culture in human history, two facts that interrelate in a few symptomatic ways. Don’t say that to her of course, just demonstrate the fact that you’ve got it goin’ on.
I’m laughing.
I keep saying that.
Where’d your McCain commentary go? That was awesome.
oh shit. I still have it. I’ll re-post. I just feel bad sometimes for subjecting people to politics when we’re already inundated.
ok it’s back.
Great. I read too much commentary and it’s all either crushingly “safe” (i.e., incredibly boring) analysis or too loony to be worth reading. Your commentary is neither of those.