As I told you yesterday, the juice has been squeezed out of this blogger.
I am presenting Friday Link Lust, instead of a nonsensical rambling, or worse, a dissertation on The Hidden Danger To Modern Civilization of the High Protein Powerobama Shake: The New Process of Learning to Control Govern The You Tube Generation. I’ll save that for when the energy seems right.
Maybe a new colorful and bizarre fish species . I know some of you will get a patter of the little heart to see this.
It’s National Poetry Month. Don’t be concerned, you don’t have to worry about coming here and wincing politely. I’ll be in Mexico drinking Tequila for a few days at the end of next week, which will render me unable to attempt participation, but those of you who are most poetic might want to take part. Here is a brief history of poetry month. There is also an old, but still rather interesting, objection to the day, Against National Poetry Month As Such
I appreciated Marv’s commentary on Dr. King.
A friend of mine saw A Body of War at a recent film fest; he definitely recommends it. It started in D.C. this weekend, and I hope to catch it, maybe tomorrow.
Pia has given up her New York chic dark browns and reds for a more southern vision of ash blond highlights. Don’t tell her real hairdresser, those NYC hairdressers are vicious.
Doug Pascover’s epic tale , Shahrazade’s Wedding, is available for download.
This is free for a limited time only, and believe me his publishers are really ticked off at this, but he is just that kind of guy.
Please keep up on the goings on at the Darfur Blog, link is on the side bar of course. Global Days for Darfur and many activities all over the country, and in the land of blogs as well.
I will be leaving for Mexico in the middle of next week. I can only spare a few days, but decided to go for my mental health, to bask in the sun, become one with the sea, and because it is free. I guess the real reason is because it’s free, and I get to hang around naked, at the spa, dipping into various body smoothing/tightening minerals, while awaiting one of those pleasant, but painful body beatings.
Yes, yes, I am selling underwear on the sidebar, call me what you must.
Peace
I’ll come back for your links tomorrow. I’m just checking in. It’s the only time I’ve had on the computer all week.
I recall a time when you looked like that, squeezed. Maybe it was after that all night run we did in high school, for cancer or something…I may have been hallucinating.
Mexico sounds better than Fell’s Point.
Underwear? I love underwear.
Especially women’s.
Thanks for the link love, Coop…and thanks for reading the commentary!
Have fun in Mexico…
Glad you’re going to Mexico. Enjoy.
For a moment (and I wasn’t the only one), I thought the scientific name of that fish was going to be Poissondavrilius photoshopii. But it looks like it’s real, Rod. Of all groups of vertebrates, the fish are the least well catalogued, with lots of new species waiting to be found. None of them with X-ray vision, though.
Speaking of which. If we can sell beer steins, you can sell underwear. Unlike G, though, must confess I’m indifferent to wrappings. For me, it’s all about content.
My muse is dating other guys right now. I did dust an old pome off for the MLK anniversary, FWIW. Somebody’s likely to wonder if it’s a rotten apple, though …
see video: See Body of War, Hear Body of War
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You don’t have to worry about my participation during poetry month either.
Go to Mexico, get un-squeezed, and have a Tequila on me, but please no worms.
I thank you for the underwear shopping opportunity. I just bought myself the cutest thong, my wife loves me in those things.
“call me what you must”
I’ll call you an “underwear seller”, and I’m writing a poem, just to be spiteful.
Spiteful because I’m not going to Mexico, or even New Jersey.
G:Probably hallucinating. You too can sell underwear, kait signed up under me John might as well all proceeds will go to women to women. We might be able to take on at least another woman a month.
Marv:Thanks marv I will.
Amoeba: Damn creepy looking if you ask me. Are you sure they are not aliens? I’m sure I’ll love your pometry. ;)
I’d like a solid martini glass. I don’t drink martini’s, but they look cool
jacob: I hear that about your wife.
casey: I’ve been called worse, so yeah.
If I tried participating in National Poetry month–I can’t imagine…
I think I’m going to turn into one of those woman I have always made fun of–who goes to the hair salon to have their hair blow dried as I washed it yesterday and ran out as the sun was shining for the first time in a week really
Have fun in Mexico though i strongly suspect you will be posting before going, you blog ho–every since Spitzer “whore’s” been a verboten word
Thanks for the link and….If my apartment goes into contract soon and I find a townhouse to rent so I’m not mooching off friends, I might actually make a return to real blogging–but never poetry. It does scare me when I sneak in fragments and people react positively as I have no idea what I’m saying…
I’d love to sit and ponder with you, Tequila is my seccond favorite and the jacaquzzi sounds wonderful. Have fun Cooper and be semi-good!
Have fun in Mexico and thank you for the book jacket. Can I have it?
Doug: Of course.
KAK: It’s my second choice as well, I prefer gin. I’ll be good.
Pia: You’re right of course, it will be hard enough not to bring a laptop with me - that I haven’t decided. I’ll only be gone for a few days, and I still have much work to do before then.
You could write poetry as you already write poetic.
I’ve felt squeezed sometimes and felt like you looked in that picture.
Enjoy yourself.
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