This is my brain: _/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/ This is my brain after leaving too much work for the last minute and not having anything to eat all day: _________________ Admit it, you love the visuals. 😉 I’d wonder why I leave these financial advertorials I have to write every month to the last minute but I already
Conscious self Overall self The Enneagram is a system which divides all human behavior into nine personality divisions. Your main type is whichever of those nine behaviors you use most, in your case Type 7. Your mean type, Type 6w7, is who you are on average, based on the sum influence of all nine behaviors.
Authors-on-your-shelf meme (Meme: copy somebody else’s list, delete the authors that aren’t on your shelf, and add some authors you have – keeping the number at ten.) Dawn Saylor’s List: Neil Gaiman Michael Chabon Jack McCarthy Douglas Adams Philip K. Dick Sandra Cisneros Lee Francis Erica Jong Jhumpa Lahiri Jonathon Franzen My List, in no
Site Updates
Oh, yeah! I’ve tweaked loudpoet.com somewhat over the past couple of weeks, among other things, improving navigation between it and this journal – check it out over on the right. I’m still too lazy to figure out how to post this thing directly into my web site and kind of like the blogspot address. I’ve
Nothing representing Latinos
Tonight is Acentos and the cluttered attic that is my brain has been toying with an idea that Rich Villar mentioned last month, a couple of weeks after their show with Louis Reyes Rivera. When I heard they had a disappointing turnout for it – including my stupid hungover ass among the missing! – I
Just wanted to elaborate on a little something I touched on in the previous entry which was initially sparked by a discussion on Phil West’s LiveJournal earlier this week: the question of emotion vs. polish or, a bit more esoterically, authentic vs. reflexive. In the simpler of the two debates, emotion vs. polish, I typically
Like slipping the medicine in with the ice cream
Oneonta turned out to be a lot of fun. It was weird in the beginning as I realized about 20 minutes before the show started that it was my first solo college appearance and I was all alone! Other than Robb Thibault, who was busy getting things organized, I had no one there with me.
Today’s going to be a good one.
Mr. Lawnge’s remix of Queen’s Flash Gordon Theme is playing on my Launch station as I start writing this. 🙂 A busy week ahead as I’m taking two days off work to head up to SUNY-Oneonta for a feature on Wednesday night. Robb Thibault – Fargo, 1998 – runs the Student Union and invited me
Keep Your Head Up
On my generation’s equivalent of Pearl Harbor Day, another tragedy weighs equally heavy in my thoughts. It’s been 7 years since Tupac Amaru Shakur’s murder and, sadly, not much seems to have changed. Not in hip-hop, or the world in general, for that matter. We’re no more or less safe today than we were on
It’s rant time. The whole home ownership aspect of the “American Dream” escapes me. A couple of years ago, four or five months after Isaac was born, the combination of frustration over being unable to find a decent apartment to rent and the lure of owning our own place, led us to look into buying