March 2009
47 posts
Reason #495349599 to Live Alone
I feel funny. And not “haha” funny. Funny “hm…”
I think one of my stupid housemate-types might’ve shared his totally disgusting illness that he refuses to go to the doctor for with me.
I might collect papers and cancel class, so I can go home and try to sleepy this icky-ness off. If said stupid housemate-type is home and hacking his gnarly cough all over our...
Damn.
scrump:
Does anyone else wonder how hard it is to mail a Jana Hunter poster from Dallas to Indianapolis? Even when the ‘mailee’ tells the ‘mailer’ that they can consider the poster a birthday present although it was bought by the ‘mailee’? And if I’m not mistaken the ‘mailee’ may have also bought a Jana Hunter poster for the ‘mailer’ because the ‘mailee’ is great friend.
Listen. It’s hard...
“We reacted to minor fights at breakfast by lying face down in our respective...”
– Franzen, “My Bird Problem,” The Discomfort Zone
This line cracks me up and makes me sad at the same time.
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Hey. I like the semicolon as much as the next guy. And, I hate talking about grammar as much as the next guy. But, seriously, you can’t be using that shitz in every sentence. Reading is hard enough without 7 semicolons per paragraph. I’d say try a dash, but I’m afraid that the next thing I read will only be punctuated with dashes. That, much like this semicolon issue, would be a...
Good question.
Me: He can't really be this interested in my writing process.
Josh: who isn't interested in your writing process?
T minus 15 minutes...
Them two things below are going to happen at appoximately 8:55pm Texas time at a location that ain’t my house.
It’s a spring-break-no-work-sleep-in-drink-beerz-shower-only-if-I-want-to celebration!
More Sherman Alexie... →
indigen:
deltafoxtrot:
By Byungkwan Park
“Just so you know, I got here because of rage,” said Sherman Alexie, an award-winning Native American writer and occasional comedian, in a half-serious, half-facetious manner at the Statler Auditorium in his Friday evening lecture, “The Partially True Story of the True Diary of a Part-Time Indian.”
Alexie’s first young adult novel, The Absolutely True...
“But at the same time, when women still earn just 78 cents for every dollar men...”
– Obama (via jgh/allthingsalishan) (via sarahchristine)
Yes.
At Last We Killed the Roaches
At last we killed the roaches,
mama and me. she sprayed,
i swept the ceiling and they fell
dying onto our shoulders, in our hair
covering us with red. the tribe was broken,
the cooking pots were ours again
and we were glad, such cleanliness was grace
when i was twelve. only for a few nights,
and then not much, my dreams were blood
my hands were blades and it was murder murder
all over the...
Maybe...
halldirection:
reflect:
Feeling a bit like this today.
Topless?
If that will help my students be less terrible, I might try it.
Bad at Monday
Totally forgot I was supposed to teach some marimba this morning.
I should probably only have one job at a time.
“Taken as a piece of straight writing, this editorial would appear to be the...”
– Scared Yet?
This New Republic piece is old(er) but still funny. In the short article, Jonathan Chait rails on The Wall Street Journal’s love of scare quotes. One editorial (as mentioned in the quote) takes a particularly tough beating.
Update...
myminutiae:
From “probably not” to “broken”.
Orthopedist appointment on Monday.
At least you have yet another surefire way to start a story.
The thing that people don’t realize about broken bones that you think aren’t actually broken but then turn out to be totally broken is …
Isn't it your job?
halldirection:
An international student just said “suck my butt” in the lobby to another kid. The Korean accent made it even more effective.
Isn’t it your job to explain to them how dangerous that activity is? Maybe you should send a memo out to the whole school detailing the potential pitfalls of butt sucking?
“…Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in...”
– Keats in a letter to his brother.
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
Much have I traveled in the realms of gold
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet never did I breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then I felt like some watcher of the skies
When...
Uh... no?
The kinds of emails I get:
“You said that you would like to teach class A or class B. Does that mean you’d like to teach class C and class D?”
I think I just earned another 7.5 pennies.
myminutiae:
Just got an email from a graduate student at Lee University to inquire about my birthdate since they’re playing “Opener” on their next percussion ensemble concert.
So, Barrett, watch your mail for that next check…or first check.
What the heck is Lee University?
I hope you lied on the birthdate so that you seem like a freaky prodigy type.
Only 9 years old! Musician! Professor!...
“Therefore am I still
A lover of the meadows and the woods,
And mountains; and...”
– William Wordsworth, “Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey”
Wordsworth has a way of convincing me that everything will be okay.
Screw RU →
My loans from this fine institution just went back into repayment because I’m only taking 3 thesis hours at the current institution.
I wish I could make payments and think “well, this was really worth it,” but I can’t.
