But I’m not the least bit excited
Ditched the morning sessions of the conference yesterday and wandered the streets for a couple of hours, getting some air and clearing my head. Finally checked out the Pokemon Store in Rockefeller Center. Good thing I never went in there when I was actively collecting the cards! Had lunch with Salomé at Bread from Beirut
Ok, I lied. Quick fix! Ed Garcia is THE man! The CD (5 PAST 13) is going to be ready for Monday night’s show and it’s purely because he busted his ass to get it done. The mastering, the design, the production…hell, he even ordered the track list! (I’m #13.) Fuck collectivism, it takes individuals
The Great Debate, #632: Is Freestyle Poetry?
Many say it isn’t. I say, it depends. One of the arguments against it that I hear the most is that it’s unfair to pit a freestyle against a poem that’s been crafted over time, edited and revised, etc. If you picked up some slam bias from the “unfair,” you nailed the issue. Freestyle is
America is stupid. At least the ones that watch American Idol and take the time to vote. I mean, really, what the fuck was THAT last night?!?! Ruben in the bottom two? Trenyce booted while Camouflage Doughboy lives on? That fake jarhead couldn’t even hold his head up while Ruben stood out there waiting for
Looking for parking in the morning so completely sets my day off on the wrong foot! Looking for it in Brooklyn Heights on a Monday morning – where after driving around for 30 minutes, you stick it on a meter and cross your fingers you’ll ONLY get a ticket – sucks like a five hour
When I first came on the slam scene, I ranted a lot. In my poetry, I mean. Or what I was passing off as poetry. :-O My free write from yesterday was turning into something interesting by the end of the day, too complex to finish before Urbana, and I wanted to read something new
What ever made me think that I’d find convenient parking when I decided to drive in this morning? Ended up in a parking lot after driving around for 20 minutes looking. Planning to avoid Hartsdale while Salomé and the kids are gone so I had to pack a bag this morning to get me through
Last night went about as well as I could’ve hoped for, with a good turnout, fun feature and exciting slam. Top three ended up being Roger, Omar & Dawn, with Omar holding on to 2nd by a mere 0.2 points. The judges were consistently in the 25-26 range, with a few spikes into higher territory
Josh Gracin. Why does this twangy fool irritate me so? I’ve been Googling him to get some more information on his status and it’s all annoyingly vague and largely supportive. It’s disgusting that this guy is living it up in a mansion in the Hollywood Hills, “pursuing his dream,” supposedly using his leave-time to remain
I’ve found Calista Flockhart’s dirty little secret: GASTROENTERITIS. With it, you, too, can lose 7 punds in just ONE weekend. No exercise required, other than the muscles used to regurgitate everything from the night before out of your mouth and any leftovers out the other end. Yeah, I had a wonderful weekend! Stomach’s still roiling