There it is. Darlene.

Taking Back America
Christmas
Thanksgiving
Mother's Day

Mom Jeans

Mom Jeans. Thank you, fate.

St. Nicholas

"And I think we took comfort in being in those places.

"Where at one time, genius was at work. Or play or ... Kavanagh, O'Nolan, and what have you.

"You know, that it was still possible to produce enduring works even though you were hungover or drunk, even. And then you began to think that it was the only way to produce enduring works."

- from Conor McPherson's "St. Nicholas"

Common sense

"Writing about music is like dancing about architecture - it's a really stupid thing to want to do."

--Elvis Costello

I feel the same way about poetry, too. And that's exactly why I don't want to write a 12-page analytical paper on Louise Gluck.

I'm building a recording studio in my new apartment. This is where my time/money/brain has been recently.

One of these days I'll start blogging again.

Molly Molly

When I was a child - a small child - my grandparents had a horse named "Tamale." Blake called him "Molly Molly."

After Tamale died, we used to play on his grave, out in the pasture.

Just decided I love walnuts.

Spectacular Ozarks photos coming soon.

Afternoon delight

Today, I went to class, wrote some poetry, worked out, called my grandmother, and ate peanut butter straight out the eff'n jar. It's been rad.

But for serious ... I think it's going to rain tonight, and I don't know how I feel about that. I like rainy days, kind of, but they certainly can be a nussiace. I'm supposed to go running tonight, for example, and I fear the rain will hinder my plans. But rain means more water in Arkansas (maybe), so I'll stop complaining.

Speaking of rain - I'm sure I've spoken about the garden before ... I haven't? Well, let me fill you in. Stephen, John and myself have created a vegetable garden complete with fence, gate and compost heap. What we lack is vegetables. We've been waiting for Spring! to arrive. And, well, it has. So planting and cultivating shall begin promptly upon our return from spring break. Mmmmm.

Stacks

I have a stack of DVDs sitting in my living room. Well, I actually have two - I have one stack of DVDs that I'm planning on selling to Hastings, and I have another stack of DVDs that I plan to watch again before selling them to Hastings.

Today, I watched "Reservoir Dogs," which is still as shockingly violent as ever. One of the most humorous and intense movies in my collection (there aren't many movies in my collection, by the way).

Anyway, I'll be selling it to Hastings soon. I'm selling a bunch of crap ... a keyboard, a mic, a reel-to-reel machine, an iTrip ... the list goes on. I'm getting rid of stuff I don't use often enough to justify keeping.

I'll be on my way to the Ozarks in less than three days ...