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February 17, 2006
Michigan is COLD ...
... but the Poetry Factory is pulling a double!
I lectured today on the virtues of pulling your head out of your own ass by writing persona poems. Now will go have beers with, as Marci's adorable five-year-old Lucy spat with just the proper amount of disdain, the poets.
As if we are a cricket infestation ... loud, gross, but not dangerous enough to warrant respect.
Posted by eek at February 17, 2006 09:27 PM
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That Richard Newman chap is pretty attractive. Too bad I'm torturing another man at the moment. Just as a point of information, does he like taco?
Posted by: monkey at February 18, 2006 03:30 AM
Poetry factory looks cool, btw.
Posted by: monkey at February 18, 2006 03:31 AM
Straight as they come - oddly enough, there are more straight men in poetry than I ever imagined.
Posted by: eek at February 18, 2006 07:27 AM
So I log onto EEK and someone asks if Newman "likes taco"!!! That's hilarious! Not only does Newman like taco, he invented grilled steak, lettuce, and tomatoes.
He also claims to be a ball player but I ain't seen shit yet. You out there old man??? I discovered that if I play with eyeglasses on I can hit jump shots. Put that together with the fury in the paint, it's friggin' off the chain yo!
Posted by: joe in nyc at February 21, 2006 03:11 PM
No Richards here.
Posted by: eek at February 21, 2006 11:27 PM
Snigger Snort, Really!
Okay, really RSS seems to be broken again. Was that really a missed euphemism?
And yes, michigan is really cold, that's why my family doesn't live there any more.
Really,
-qir
Posted by: quasi in r.e.m. at February 22, 2006 12:55 PM