QotD: My Solo Getaway
Would you go on vacation by yourself, and if so where would you go?Submitted by Sean & Stefan. New Mexico Assuming money’s no object, I’d start in New Mexico, rent a real Jeep and spend two weeks driving throughout the Southwest — NM, Arizona, Texas, down into Mexico — taking in as many cities and open spaces
Gym Dandy
It’s been a month since I started going back to the gym, and though my weight loss has pretty much come to a halt at 183lbs, I can definitely see the difference as I’m starting to tone up, and feel the difference as my stamina continues to improve each week. My complete workout is roughly 60
I Hate Memes
…the way I hate cheap beer. In the right setting, nothing beats a cold PBR in a can. Plus, I was tagged. First the housekeeping. The rules of this meme are:1. Let others know who tagged you.2. Players start with 8 random facts about themselves.3. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their
Honesty, Batman and “I”, and Moving Forward
Jason Carney After reading Tony Brown’s latest Zero Point Zero column, “Kicking an Addiction“, a couple of things jumped out at me about my own writing that I’ve always known but kept buried in one of the more remote closets in my brain. Much like the speaker in Buddy Wakefield’s poem “Convenience Stores,” I’m addicted
WGUY in Cincinnati
WKRP Talk about a one-two punch! I was out in Cincinnati yesterday for my job and, as I’m heading into my first meeting, I get a text message from Salomé that India didn’t make it into the NEST program. BODY BLOW! I wasn’t completely surprised, though I’d been holding on to the slimmest of hopes that
Shaking off the rust
Nuyorican Performing your poetry onstage isn’t like riding a bike at all, unless you’re talking about the part where your foot keeps slipping off the pedal and it bloodies your shin. I used to hate that! When I decided last week to hit the Nuyorican for last night’s slam, I figured it’d be a fun, low-pressure show where
Old New York Love Story
Old New York Love Story I like the vibe in this place The bartender, my mother-in-law if she were a bartender, dresses for the crowd in a shiny black bustier and tight black polyester capris long copper-dyed hair pulled back into a poofy ponytail she flirts like Pollock attacking a canvas, seemingly random until the
Objectivity is for cowards…
Countdown Keith Olbermann Special Comment on Libby Pardon Keith Olbermann on Bush, Cheney: “Which is the ventriloquist and which is the dummy is now irrelevant.” As cable news talking heads go, Olbermann’s always been one of the more interesting ones, but in a time where the Daily Show typically offers the most incisive news coverage
Poetry Slam, Ratatouille and Flashbacks
Talk To Me Poetry Slam Roger and I were joking on Monday about his first chapbook (Of Revolutionaries and Romance I believe it was called), the existence of which he denies and if Lynne ever wanted to really get at him, she’d pull from the vault and sell reprints on Ebay. Preparing for tomorrow night’s slam
Flashback: Why I Slam…
[Going through the archives trying to figure out what to read tomorrow at the Nuyorican and I came across this little ditty, a typically belligerent, sophomoric effort from that crazy Summer of 1998! Backstory here.] Why I Slam… Hi my name is Guy and I’m not an alcoholic I just drink a lot. Can you