Friday, December 05, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
You do sort of think, however, that there'll be more to do around a ball of twine.
The following weekend, and politely during a visit by my brother and his friend, this new guy in our family showed up so we could all meet him.
And here is my favorite kid on the planet leaving the voting booths with his little red sticker in hand. Yes!!!!!!!!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Every person is a half-open door
leading to a room for everyone.
Two truths approach each other. One comes from inside, the
other from outside,
and where they meet we have a chance to catch sight of ourselves.
The man who sees what's about to take place cries out wildly:
and here's half of the poem Solitude:
Right here I was nearly killed one night in February.
My car slewed on the ice, sideways,
into the other lane. The oncoming cars--
their headlights--came nearer.
My name, my daughters, my job
slipped free and fell behind silently,
farther and farther back. I was anonymous,
like a schoolboy in a lot surrounded by enemies.
The approaching traffic had powerful lights.
They shone on me while I turned and turned
the wheel in a transparent fear that moved like eggwhite.
The seconds lengthened out--making more room--
they grew long as hospital buildings.
It felt as if you could just take it easy
and loaf a bit
before the smash came.
Then firm land appeared: a helping sandgrain
or a marvelous gust of wind. The car took hold
and fishtailed back across the road.
A signpost shot up, snapped off--a ringing sound--
tossed into the dark.
Came all quiet. I sat there in my seatbelt
and watched someone tramp through the blowing snow
to see what had become of me.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Last weekend I found these four chairs at the D.A.V. for thirty bucks! I reupholstered their seats and the seats of two others I had hanging around. It was all a huge thrill for me.
I spent a lot of Saturday afternoon walking around quiet places by myself.
I know I've seen something like this image on a book cover. Do you know what I am talking about?
But then I had to run an errand at Target. After all the hush, I was extra affronted by this Hummer Eau de Toilette. What could this possible smell like? Please don't answer.
Sunday P and I drove to Stillwater to hike around the fall colors with our friends.
I found this poem.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
I listened to All Rebel Rockers about 16 times:
I watched This movie, which I thought was really beautiful. And I watched this movie:
Simply because I can hardly wait to vote for Al Franken for senate.
I savored this book of poems:
And I adored this skit:
I did some other stuff, too: had a little family gathering, tried to make some art. Tried. Just for the record.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Secondly, here am I this weekend taking my chauffer duties very seriously as I shuttle the kiddos from maltshop to playground:
The kids became fascinated by the outdated technology called "cassette tapes" that Auntie Paula had all over the floor of her back seat. In this way, I was able to introduce them to selections from the Replacements, Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash. They also found about 28 cents. (That's my sister and niece in the car behind us.)
Small change and punk rock?? Weeeeeee!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Can you sort of see Beatrix JAR gearing up here?
Can you kind of imagine Julie Doxsee and her knives?
Can you work with me and see the fabulous Frances Gumm here? Furthermore, can you imagine the inimitable Laura Brandenburg performing a piece with them?
here, Julie's got some much better photos.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Right now, I ask you to please note the new reading listed on the right sidebar, for Ms. Julie Doxsee is coming to town. Please join us at the Bedlam Theater at 9:30 on August 20th to celebrate her newest book, Undersleep, when Ms. Laura Brandenburg, Mr. Paul Dickinson and I will be joining Julie in reading. Not only that, but Frances Gumm and Beatrix Jar will play!
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Here is Erin, my fellow reader who organized the event, as a bunny, and Patti as a duck.
These photos are from the Beltrami County Fair. I forgot to take any poetry pictures.
This photo is from the chicken dressing competition. This girl crocheted that little outfit for her chicken. When I heard there'd be a chicken dressing competition, I was skeptical and a little apprehensive. What a relief to find out that it's just a bunch of kids who love their chickens so much. My other favorite was a boy who dressed as a fireman and had his chicken in a little yellow rain poncho. He placed third. Though I wanted him to win, I begrudgingly accepted the argument that his costume was perhaps doing more work than his chicken's.
This is my only photo from "Crazy Days." All the stores put a bunch of stuff on sale out on the sidewalk. The Ben Franklin has grab bags for five bucks.
Here are Paul and Babe and me doing my "I can't stand still for a picture" dance.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
According to the VISIT BEMIDJI website, Eastman Kodak recognizes these two guys as the most photographed landmarks in the U.S. It did not mention what is the first most. But who cares? I'm going to see these guys for the first time in I-don't-know-how-many decades on August first when I head up to Bemidji to read with Erin Lynn Marsh! (More info over on that sidebar to your right.)
I was born in Bemidji, and though we moved when I was seven years old, I have all sorts of formative memories. I expect the trip to be a lot of fun and to wig me the hell out at alternating invervals.
Luckily, I am traveling with my sister. We can wig out together, or support our separate wigging.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
A and K and I went on a super touristy speedboat ride at Navy Pier called the Seadog Extreme!!! I thought it was going to be perhaps excruciating, but once we got past the no-wake area and the nineteen year old captain blasted Welcome to the Jungle, cranked the motor to 40 knots and started whipping shitties in Lake Michigan, well, everything was ridiculously all right to me. (I think they said 40 knots. I am just tossing that term around. Also, I do not know a less offensive term for spinning a vehicle around really fast. I am open to suggestion.)
One morning I went to the zoo with J and M. Oh man! I liked monkeys before, but now that I have spent time with the world's most serious monkey enthusiast, I LOVE them.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Here Michael and Rauan dive right into the debate:
And our wonderful co-reader, Ruth Dickey:
I think I've posted enough photos of what Rauan and I look like reading. What I wish I could have captured were the lightning bugs which were by the hundreds lighting up all over the yard during the reading! It was only the second time I'd ever seen them!
We stayed up late!