September 29, 2009
September 24, 2009
September 18, 2009
Some Highlights from a Collaborative Poem I was 1/3 responsible for Composing Today
Every year snails retreat to Alaska. This phenomenon
occurs so that women may dance naked atop igloos.
Songs are such irritating inventions.
Somehow Alaskans regret everything.
Illuminated solar panels digest light. So does
my beard full of bees.
Whales also wail when they slaughter seals, or small romances.
My favorite past-time is killing whales, or their babies
with bludgeons, axes, darts, whips, or hugs.
occurs so that women may dance naked atop igloos.
Songs are such irritating inventions.
Somehow Alaskans regret everything.
Illuminated solar panels digest light. So does
my beard full of bees.
Whales also wail when they slaughter seals, or small romances.
My favorite past-time is killing whales, or their babies
with bludgeons, axes, darts, whips, or hugs.
September 11, 2009
Driving on Lurleen Wallace Blvd.
September 04, 2009
September 02, 2009
The State
is FINALLY out on DVD. The whole series. It really happened. Apparently it happened like 6 weeks ago but I just saw it at Target tonight for the first time. Lollipops, indeed.
The State DVD
The State DVD
August 29, 2009
Mark Leidner Makes Me Laugh Out Loud
I just ordered Mark Leidner's chapbook Night of 1,000 Murders
Here are some of my favorite lines from Mark Leidner's poem "Romantic Comedies,"
which can be seen here
Everyone in his life has drowned and he hates dogs and she’s a
collegiate swimming coach with a thousand dogs.
She’s sort of interested in him, but he’s not sure how interested he is
in her, though he is, a little bit.
She’s a sassy black oncologist and he’s a racist with prostate cancer.
He’s a Muslim terrorist and she’s a normal Muslim.
He’s a foot fetishist and she’s an amputee.
She likes things one way and he likes them the other.
He’s hungry and doesn’t care where they eat, and she keeps saying she doesn’t care either, but every restaurant he offers up, she shoots down.
She likes monogamy but he likes sleeping around.
She’s like get a load of this and he’s like whoa.
Here are some of my favorite lines from Mark Leidner's poem "Romantic Comedies,"
which can be seen here
Everyone in his life has drowned and he hates dogs and she’s a
collegiate swimming coach with a thousand dogs.
She’s sort of interested in him, but he’s not sure how interested he is
in her, though he is, a little bit.
She’s a sassy black oncologist and he’s a racist with prostate cancer.
He’s a Muslim terrorist and she’s a normal Muslim.
He’s a foot fetishist and she’s an amputee.
She likes things one way and he likes them the other.
He’s hungry and doesn’t care where they eat, and she keeps saying she doesn’t care either, but every restaurant he offers up, she shoots down.
She likes monogamy but he likes sleeping around.
She’s like get a load of this and he’s like whoa.
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