Sunday, May 22, 2005

rest in peace... Paul Ricoeur... 1913-2005 ... via Nomadics
posted at 2:10 PM


Saturday, May 21, 2005

been a good brutha english teacha today... sat and read amazing ap semester projects all day (to now)... & hardly minded missing the beautiful day out there because these things are so well done & made a beautiful day in here... but i did take an early walk as usual & it was the morning of the goldfinches...
posted at 4:17 PM


Friday, May 20, 2005

friday night tired. today was the last day for senior classes. papers projects doing doing things. and tired. for friday night. maybe those laptops did it. wore me out. maybe they did. another beautiful day i missed.
posted at 9:35 PM

holy cow... HG Poetics is back... where've i been...
posted at 9:24 PM


Thursday, May 19, 2005

'Mommy, are you sure I'm not a girl?'
posted at 3:44 PM

school year's end is always kind of nutso... and i in usual fashion do whatever i can to complicate things... no simple conclusions for me...

for instance: since learning recently about the school's portable laptop computers, i thought i'd give them a spin with the sophs... HEY KIDS! Let's all make A Gatsby Abecedary!... well here come two carts full of thirty laptops... and here are the tech people to help me out... and... boyo did we need them... seems there's still some gappage between the Ideal and the Real... o they work mostly... but one (i) must distribute and re-collect all machines & remember to replug each machine into the cart power source via a massive mazey webwork of various cables & plugs... & one must hope previous users had shut down correctly... thus not locking out all subsequent users and one must hope the batteries will have charged... and... well... there's a distance yet between The Real and The Ideal...

for instance: same sophs are beginning Catcher in the Rye just now... with one week to go... this - despite their fears - is not an impossible task... i've frequently worked with this good book in a narrow time-frame... but it's still one more big thing to do... before the end.
posted at 11:22 AM


Wednesday, May 18, 2005

gapingvoid: how to be creative (long version)
posted at 3:47 PM

Grendel at LA Opera
posted at 3:41 PM

Citation Machine
posted at 9:20 AM


Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Apparently, this would remain the only relationship Satie ever had.

o... what could this ever mean... i guess we're supposed to know that it means sex... but how has such a lifeless term crept into our erotic word book... must have been creeping indeed... the nerve to say on the face of it that a soul like erik satie had only one relationship... & this written in a good long article that lists the many relationships of his life... with other people... with sound... with paris... with a green velvet suit... the nerve
posted at 6:58 PM


Monday, May 16, 2005

the morning walk... sightings...

a single young coyote running off into the brush...

first a big hawk... then one redwing on defense...

one gravel-coated wiggly worm...

one man on bike (a regular) and his big black dog...

one male jogger...

two female joggers...

fields full of dandelion puffballs... not a yellow flower in sight

sun barely there behind those thick grey clouds
posted at 12:07 PM


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