Wednesday, December 31, 2008


Today I skated across the ice so I could look at Korea

Today I put a panda bear in one hand, and Santa Claus in the other and realized that I couldn’t really have both, even though I would like to have both

The Battle at Little Big Horn or is it The Battle of Little Big Horn

I think it is the Battle of Little Big Horn

Today I listened to people using knives to cut onions on a radio show

Tuesday, December 30, 2008


a poem about sadness

which is just sadness,
and love, which is a layer
of peanut butter and swirly

jelly all together
spread on top

of sadness


It's been a super good month for poetry magazine acceptances, I mean, for me this month and it seems like a great month for reading poetry, too. I have been sending out the same kind of stuff that I usually do but for some reason the success rate has been greater than usual. I think it has something to do with the balmy December weather we have been experiencing lately – it makes people want to read more poetry than usual, and makes publishers want to publish like crazy.

So far MAD SWIRL is the first to go online and that makes me happy because it is both a fun magazine and one that can describe delicious candy or the earth when used in conjunction with the words 'blue' and 'marble' and 'ing'

Thank you, MAD SWIRL:>

And thank you, SHAMPOO, decomP, POOR MOJO'S ALMANAC(K), CLOCKWISE CAT and THE DELINQUENT, from jolly ol' You Know Where.

They are not only great magazines, but great titles of magazines, too.

And oh: thank you, MATTHEW'S CHOCOLATES.

Although Matthew's Chocolates did not publish anything of mine this month because they only sell chocolates, I still like them, because of, naturally, their chocolates. Especially the ones with lavender. They are located right across the street from the courthouse in Hillsborough, NC, and can really hit the spot, especially if you are the kind of person that drives in the left lane at 110 MPH late at night and then have to get up early in the morning to go to the courthouse.

all artwork, including handsome monsters but not crinkly devilish types,
® mr. crispy flotilla, 2008


Today I said $25 for a candle made of beeswax is $12.50 too much

Today I admired the teacups that were hand drawn and attractively priced at $25 and the drawings were of skeleton looking people who were smiling

Today I realized that anyone can get me to drive 900 miles in a very old car if they use the words ‘white sugar beaches’ when they are talking

Today I discovered that Squeaky Fromme pulled a gun on President Ford in order that he might pay more attention to the plight of the California redwood tree

Today I read that Squeaky Fromme's appeal and popularity was due to something that, as a gentleman, I will refrain from discussing

Today I decided the perfect accompaniment to high tea is a chocolate hazelnut pyramid


Today I bought a lava lamp. So there.

Today I bought chocolates that have designs on them that look like the marble floor of a palace that belongs to an exotic Arabian prince from days gone by.

Today I bought too much.

Today I watched DARKMAN too loudly. It was a bad movie, it is a bad movie, and it will always be a bad movie.

Today I love eternity

Monday, December 29, 2008


Today I said: “You have to like Richard Nixon a little bit – I mean, just a little.”

Today I decided: I will probably think better thoughts if I buy a lava lamp.

Today I wished that I hadn’t read that mice can at times smell oreos, but not fear.


Today I decided: the best line from a bad movie is: “If you are not going to kill me, then I have things to do.”

Today I decided: if anyone were to ask me what love tastes like, I would reply I think it tastes like a raspberry-filled linzer cookie with powdered sugar on top. That seems right, and very continental.

Today I decided: Schostakovitch scares me. Especially his trios, where there is really nowhere to hide.


Today I had to admit that I will never be the first person to say

Jamabalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo ‘Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio

because Hank Williams said it first.


Today I realized that you there is never a time in life when you are always in the mood to listen to Marianne Faithfull sing, but as time goes on, the times that you are in the mood become more and more elusive and it’s like the whole world of time that you would like to listen to Marianne Faithfull sing becomes enveloped in a greyish foggy day which is so foggy that you can barely see your hand which you are holding in front of your face or your best friend’s face.
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