Well, today work started up again. My summer of leisure is over. Hmm, it’s “i before e except after c, unless it says ay as in neighbor or weigh.” But leisure breaks the rules. Maybe it used to be pronounced lay-sure. So I’m done with work for a week–today I trained and qualified. Scoring starts… Read More »
Month: September 2011
yellow-billed magpie
by photographer Ashok Khosla These are the birds that we like just about the most that visit us here at our apartment complex. We call them sky clowns. You should see them with their wings all spread out in all their black, white, and blue glory. Yellow-billed ones live here. The black-billed ones are elsewhere.
royal mail
Last night we had a poetry fest–I emailed Erik mp3s I made of myself reading poems, and we listened to them, some Rumi poems and “The Moon and the Yew Tree.” It was fun. I have been stressed out, so fun is a rare and wondrous thing. I scanned some new Royal Mail stamps, and… Read More »
bikes
This is a postcard that came from MM this summer.
Kingdom of Survival
Tonight we went to the movies. We saw Kingdom of Survival, which is a totally unmemorable and undescriptive title! But the movie’s great. It’s a documentary with lots of disturbing archival footage (the violence had me averting my eyes). The star is Noam Chomsky. A gripe I have is lack of women–the intellectuals interviewed were… Read More »
pesto
We got some awesome vegan pesto that tastes maximum pesto good. We had it on spaghetti. It’s Rising Sun Farms.
One Minute Zine Reviews
One Minute Zine Reviews issue one is a zine review zine that starts out with a rant against youth culture? DJ Frederick says they’re thoughts about the zine community from an outside observer, which doesn’t make sense to me because DJ Frederick is a zinester, so he’s an inside observer, but maybe he feels alienated… Read More »
Pop Song Living
This is a lit zine with no intro. Just poems and short stories, and a music article too, some of them truly bad and some of them truly good. A representative sentence is from a piece (short short story that ends abruptly? long prose poem?) by JF Himsel: “I was the burnt marshmallow on a… Read More »
crafty
Tonight Erik took me to the craft store for baby pink embroidery thread for binding the latest functionally ill. I ended up buying a piece of dark blue textured cardstock as well, and I made three small booklets out of it using pale blue paper for the insides. One I bound with burgundy embroidery thread,… Read More »
Here. In My Head. 9
This perzine by Cath Elms out of Wales is quarter size, but there’s a lot to read here. She covers the internet and how social networking changes us, some anti-feminist cliches and her response to them, how leaving university feels, and some goddesses. There are lists as well. I came away from this zine feeling… Read More »