Dec. 27th, 2006

chaptal: (pixievision)
Yes, yes. Gerald Ford is dead. He lived a long life and got to golf alot.

Then there's this guy. Who won the mega millions lottery in '05 and died of a sudden heart attack at the age of 43.

It's Writers Block open mic tonight. Starts at eight at the Columbus Music Hall. I have a revision and a debut.

I'm telling ya, powerful stuff happened in October that's leading to more powerful stuff happening between others. It's quite amazing.


Dec. 27th, 2006 07:36 am
chaptal: (trentino)
i am forced to give up on carmac mccarthy's blood meridian. it's too damn much for me right now. distracted. a chapter here and there. i've lost the thread. i will be back to read this western tale of uberviolence someday. but for now, back in the stacks it goes.

i really need a haircut.
chaptal: (sitting)
a line here. a line there. poem. still a bit raw to post. i might go the voicepost route with it. haven't done one in awhile. i don't know yet. gee, i'm so indecisive.

looking forward to letting off some energy tonight. nothing painful that you haven't already heard. a potentially shocking revelation, certainly :)
chaptal: (sitting)
And tonight the number was 4-4-1 and I took home the Writers Block door prize for the first time. I got some notecards and a journal that my wife snapped up once she saw them. They're gone, I have no idea where they are now. Oh well!

The upswing continues. It was fun. I snorted. Maranda had the line of the month for a product that, well, being a gentleman I will not name. It will be brought up, in tones that are not hushed, for years. Joanna looked nice, that's all I'm gonna say. There were virgins, a poet slumming it while on tour, an English gal in the crowd - and boy does Scott do a horrible accent.

I read two new ones. The first was already planned. I read the confessional, a 'mildly shocking' admission of shoe love. I was going to read the revised Isotopes, but Rose wasn't there and since she helped edit it, I wanted her there. So I read a new poem called Pink Guitar Trigger that I wrote today.

Dave showed up. Still going strong after road tripping it from Indianapolis today. I hope he takes his vitamins and gets some rest. I'm just sayin'

My son's new thing is to lift up the toilet seat and slam it down. Makes a nice bang when you're sitting down here.

Oh, and this. I guess they're throwing a party for me at work tomorrow. I was talking with a couple of coworkers and one asked when my last day was. told him Friday. he then said a couple of other things then asked if I would be at my party on Thursday.


The guy sitting next to him just put his head in his hands and shook his head.

All I said was, "That was brilliant, Dude" and walked away.

It's really hard to put one over on me, especially when you telegraph the surprise a day in advance.


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