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Defining Moment In A Grocery Store #7 (there are 6 others scattered amongst this lj)
My nose is running for President of my face. I'm in a grocery store, basket full of bagels, cream cheese, and juice. Tissues. God, do I need tissues. So, I go to the paper goods aisle, and begin staring down the long line of facial tissue boxes. Out of nowhere, the mostly dormant gay part of my brain says I need to get a box whose pattern ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
2009 has thus far not been a year I want to post about. But, tonight, old school (actually, it's more of a middle school thing) Insafemode people, is going to be a fun night of poetry show. Why? It's the Champion of Champions Slam at The Cantab Lounge, and, for the first time ever, I'm defending my title against Ben, aka the user formerly known ( Read more... ) -
How To Make Black Friends And Influence People
A group of poets were discussing ways to be on the cutting edge of new fiction, when one of them came up with the idea of rewriting classics word for word, but inserting the word black into them, thus COMPLETELY changing the tone/perspective of the book. His original idea: Do Black Androids Dream of Electric Black Sheep ( Read more... ) -
Posibly Rejected Names For My Cat
Bugz (she has them in her brain ( Read more... ) -
Dear Thisrabbit
My cat? Totally haunted. Completely. Utterly. Haunted. -
Because You Like Voting For People Who Win
If I ever get my computer back from Best Buy, I"ll have time to do a proper update. But, right now, I'm sneaking in an update at work, because I've decided to go out for the 2008 Individual World Poetry Slam championship, and that means I need your help. Please click here and scroll down to my video (Drunken Conversations at Hampshire College), ( Read more... ) -
Bros Before 'Mos...Apparently
Yesterday, I received an e-mail requesting that I be a part of one of the nationwide rallies to let the world know how upset we are that Americans were open-minded enough to elect a partially African-American president, but not open-minded enough to let gay people marry. While I would certainly love to support the event, I have to work.
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I'm Missing Eleven Months Of My Life
So, I thought I had pretty much all of my journal entries located somewhere on The Internet. I'd moved all of my non-meme entries up until December 2005 onto Blogspot, and had several hundred entries on Google Reader. As it turns out, though, I am missing Christmas 2005 until Thanksgiving 2006 (for real, holiday to holiday to the day). I don't ( Read more... ) -
Break Up Letters To The Damned
I'm backdate/posting all the entries I can find, and am currently iin October 2004. Woohoo? Anyhow, I was worried that all remnants of this particular post would have been destroyed by the Russian ass-hacker, but, apparently, I backed up my favorite responses. Basically, I posted a meme asking people to break up with me. In response, I would ( Read more... ) -
Poem 24: Translation For Spell Me Let It Out For You
For every pickled scream there is a whisper
a throat singing in four notes at once
I would rather a sonata creaking with violins
flatulent tubas
a thousand off-key choirists
than the monotone dirge of your voice crying homophobia at the end of every measure
You are not the ventriloquist for a million lonely mouths
And I keep my own knee bare of dummies
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