more importantly we had the first chocolate factory
work today was excessively slow, my head is full of danny and lily, i'm SOCLOSE to finishing my bigbang draft (i want to wedge in one more cameo and i have to somehow wrap up the last scene), i learned that last week's episode of vikings is online, which means after thursday i should be able to see the finale, and i stuck chocolate chips in a banana for dessert and now i feel sick. >.<
twenty-four famous boston firsts - i knew we had the first subway in the us and the first major free municipal library, and i thought we had the first public park but i'm never sure, and america's first university may or may not actually be harvard, but i had no idea america's first (known) brothel was in boston. (it was. no doubt the colony's puritan forebears were spinning in their graves.) or the first black school. or the first world series. (we won. :D ) or the first, uh, ufo sighting. what a claim to fame.
(apparently doctors at peter bent brigham hospital, home of the first organ transplant from a live donor, used to call the place the bent peter.)
today's poem:
This morning I looked
for your book online
and almost bought it
from the evil giant
but balked. Instead
I wrote a poem in bed
about a faux-leopard
jacket while drinking
coffee from a Bette
Midler mug. Marcel
says when he catches
himself self-censoring
he knows to add it
anyway. Anyway
I scrambled eggs
before rearranging
my book shelves,
extracting the ones
I can live without.
Those I put in a box
for prisoners (who
want dictionaries
and classic fiction,
the website says)
and later the buyer
in Red Hook took
a towering stack
for a seventeen buck
credit. I skimmed
the spines and there
you were! Like new!
On the cover in blue
pants, a violet plaid
shirt, surrounded by
bright particulars!
--"Dear David", Matthew Burgess
twenty-four famous boston firsts - i knew we had the first subway in the us and the first major free municipal library, and i thought we had the first public park but i'm never sure, and america's first university may or may not actually be harvard, but i had no idea america's first (known) brothel was in boston. (it was. no doubt the colony's puritan forebears were spinning in their graves.) or the first black school. or the first world series. (we won. :D ) or the first, uh, ufo sighting. what a claim to fame.
(apparently doctors at peter bent brigham hospital, home of the first organ transplant from a live donor, used to call the place the bent peter.)
today's poem:
This morning I looked
for your book online
and almost bought it
from the evil giant
but balked. Instead
I wrote a poem in bed
about a faux-leopard
jacket while drinking
coffee from a Bette
Midler mug. Marcel
says when he catches
himself self-censoring
he knows to add it
anyway. Anyway
I scrambled eggs
before rearranging
my book shelves,
extracting the ones
I can live without.
Those I put in a box
for prisoners (who
want dictionaries
and classic fiction,
the website says)
and later the buyer
in Red Hook took
a towering stack
for a seventeen buck
credit. I skimmed
the spines and there
you were! Like new!
On the cover in blue
pants, a violet plaid
shirt, surrounded by
bright particulars!
--"Dear David", Matthew Burgess