couple things worth noting
-i've been in muncie more than home over the past couple weeks. (this is a good thing. lots of hanging with the wonderful girlfriend, and even hung out with the little brother a couple times. heorot pizza!)
-i got a job! at the new central library. i'll be assisting in the department that coordinates, plans, and runs all of the special events & programs for the whole system. this means working with community organizations, professional organizations, authors/writers/speakers, and readers. i'm genuinely excited about the job, and really glad that i got it. it is generally 25 hrs/week, mon-fri. no nights & weekends, so still plenty of time for playing shows, recording, and likely picking up some kind of second job so i can start saving $$. not to mention try and get the VW fixed realllllly soon. i will start friday or monday , depending on...
-how fast i heal from having my other (top) 2 wisdom teeth out thursday morning. going up to kokomo with andy b. for it. luckily, i'm covered by insurance through january. so as much as i don't like tooth-y things, this is the best time it could happen. before i'm insurance-less.
-everything, now! did our last tour of the year with the deadbeats a week and a half ago. went pretty splendidly, included 2 nights in NYC (including a halloween show in brooklyn with over 400 people, whee!). good times were had, and now we are going to hunker down and try to track a couple albums worth of material over the next few months.
lastly, i'm trying to start writing again. here's something that's been somewhat running through my head today;
women dress their men
in husks of angry skin.
fields of fog blitz slowly by;
burros nibble november grass,
stubby and brown at the base
of rough posts, staked solidly
in the pre-freeze Indiana soil.
we saw ruin coming slowly,
loping cross on legs languidly
filled with corn syrup, coffee, gin.
bitter nikes, facefuls of sin.
maybe our children will grow wings
--maybe they'll sew zippers, gingerly;
maybe not.
it's hard to count odds when
they're spread across the void
a bit too thin.
souls hammering down like rain on tin.
...
i finished a book, too! 900+ pgs of neal stephenson's quicksilver. now onto its sequel, for which i'm 125+ in. tough to describe his brand of contemporary, historical, escapist fiction. set in the 17th & 18th century, almost a blend of too-realistic-to-be-steampunk and some kind of ultra-researched-farce-(in the literary sense of the word). uh...yeah.
-i got a job! at the new central library. i'll be assisting in the department that coordinates, plans, and runs all of the special events & programs for the whole system. this means working with community organizations, professional organizations, authors/writers/speakers, and readers. i'm genuinely excited about the job, and really glad that i got it. it is generally 25 hrs/week, mon-fri. no nights & weekends, so still plenty of time for playing shows, recording, and likely picking up some kind of second job so i can start saving $$. not to mention try and get the VW fixed realllllly soon. i will start friday or monday , depending on...
-how fast i heal from having my other (top) 2 wisdom teeth out thursday morning. going up to kokomo with andy b. for it. luckily, i'm covered by insurance through january. so as much as i don't like tooth-y things, this is the best time it could happen. before i'm insurance-less.
-everything, now! did our last tour of the year with the deadbeats a week and a half ago. went pretty splendidly, included 2 nights in NYC (including a halloween show in brooklyn with over 400 people, whee!). good times were had, and now we are going to hunker down and try to track a couple albums worth of material over the next few months.
lastly, i'm trying to start writing again. here's something that's been somewhat running through my head today;
women dress their men
in husks of angry skin.
fields of fog blitz slowly by;
burros nibble november grass,
stubby and brown at the base
of rough posts, staked solidly
in the pre-freeze Indiana soil.
we saw ruin coming slowly,
loping cross on legs languidly
filled with corn syrup, coffee, gin.
bitter nikes, facefuls of sin.
maybe our children will grow wings
--maybe they'll sew zippers, gingerly;
maybe not.
it's hard to count odds when
they're spread across the void
a bit too thin.
souls hammering down like rain on tin.
...
i finished a book, too! 900+ pgs of neal stephenson's quicksilver. now onto its sequel, for which i'm 125+ in. tough to describe his brand of contemporary, historical, escapist fiction. set in the 17th & 18th century, almost a blend of too-realistic-to-be-steampunk and some kind of ultra-researched-farce-(in the literary sense of the word). uh...yeah.