tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15401421357711799312024-03-13T21:29:30.314-04:00Scaling the Little MermaidUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-25000603276086178792010-01-22T01:31:00.002-05:002010-01-22T01:34:23.200-05:00Song for Hot Water BottleMy subsitute heart, quick<br />remedy for loneliness, I'll fill<br />your plastic womb with song<br />and water, remove my socks<br />and sneak back to bed, into<br />a nation freed from a world<br />ravaged by winter.<br /><br />*I finished a poem from two years ago.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-54643849927897572602010-01-13T23:55:00.004-05:002010-01-14T01:02:11.507-05:00ParalleogramsOver grub, he mentions for a fifth time how he only shops at Armani. He licks the thick sauce from his fingers to avoid any stains. That's when I notice H sliced parallelograms into his eyebrows. Yes, parallelograms! He spent three hours in a holding cell and now he's fronting as if he was in a high security prison!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-53882348281095453852009-08-01T15:53:00.007-04:002009-08-01T16:12:14.805-04:00OuchI'm back to my old weight! I lost 45lbs with push ups, running, boxing, climbing, and pull ups. However, earlier in July, I ruined my legs. Truth is, I can't land on my feet. I released myself from a high pole and landed on my heels! It's been 3 weeks and I haven't been able to run more than half a mile.<br /><br />I wanted to buy books for August but my phone bill just kicked my ass with charges.<br /><br />I had an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MJ</span> poem in my head for awhile but it came out all wrong on the page. I've been editing and I think I'm happy with it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-13581657715860104502008-12-12T15:10:00.003-05:002008-12-12T15:32:15.280-05:00My Cousin's BlogMy cousin, <a href="http://homeengineer.blogspot.com/">Pheak</a>, blogs about customizing second handed and cheap material into a fresh pricy look. She rarely updates but when she does I get an email. Here are two new updates I wanted to share as ideas for the holiday season:<br /><br /><a href="http://homeengineer.blogspot.com/2008/12/diy-dress-to-apron.html">The Apron</a> It's funky and cheap to make. Plus there's a picture of tooth-less Melear.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8551143017602050625&postID=7712951080714958575">Christmas Tree</a> using dead branches. <br /><br />Her site has some other neat projects. And most of the items pictured were made by her and G. With that said, she loves comments. Leave them.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-62856909665350186392008-10-07T01:07:00.005-04:002008-10-07T01:21:09.024-04:00What tarot card are you II<span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><strong>You Are The Hermit</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiML4yUFtWE87Jme0_K9lRAFuhH06TlYGhm8yqN63GX5ohMgEA3KuOsWPYEF9f3AmAUSanU8VzRUiQx049teJ5p8cYH1BzbBu1eWYRHHLOXv8swJxBNRhCkoA3Lh3Sew4ll_WiEEdmB_2E/s1600-h/solitude.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254276131354227618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiML4yUFtWE87Jme0_K9lRAFuhH06TlYGhm8yqN63GX5ohMgEA3KuOsWPYEF9f3AmAUSanU8VzRUiQx049teJ5p8cYH1BzbBu1eWYRHHLOXv8swJxBNRhCkoA3Lh3Sew4ll_WiEEdmB_2E/s320/solitude.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You posses a great deal of wisdom and the ability to see people for who they are. You are always looking ahead at the future, developing visions. A loner, you tend to travel by yourself through life, seeking your own truth. You don't crave material things or fancy titles. You have no baggage.<br /><p><br />Your fortune:<br /><br /><br />It's possible that there is a unknown guiding figure in your life, ready to help you. All you have to do is find this person and seek their advice. It's also possible that you need to start seeking the meaning of your own life. Either way, there's some deep thinking you need to undertake, and it needs to be done soon.<br /><p><br /><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/">What Tarot Card Are You?</a></p><p> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-4653255755788750572008-10-07T00:57:00.005-04:002008-10-07T01:23:23.659-04:00What tarot card are you I<strong>You Are The Hanging Man</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9XBkPb7Vf4sr8opq8BxMu6a8GA4rr7FkvoDObdgNa_o1BQFVco01uwJiOuRLgd_KU7Im1YCR4YGtzwS1PXJbBQraIFyWdAh9PfOpXejdn54JOpYA9xXc8M19R8FdRQyYb4sZ22IdmF9E/s1600-h/hangingman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254272441799219298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9XBkPb7Vf4sr8opq8BxMu6a8GA4rr7FkvoDObdgNa_o1BQFVco01uwJiOuRLgd_KU7Im1YCR4YGtzwS1PXJbBQraIFyWdAh9PfOpXejdn54JOpYA9xXc8M19R8FdRQyYb4sZ22IdmF9E/s320/hangingman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><center></center><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You represent the seeking of enlightenment and spiritual clarity. You tend to confuse others, but your oddities seem deeply satisfying. Self sacrifice is easy for you, especially if it makes you a better person in the end. You are the type of person who is very in touch with your soul and inner spirit.<br /><br /><br />Your fortune:<br /><br />Right now is a good time for reflection and meditation. You should stop resisting the problems in your life, and let yourself be vulnerable to them. You may need to sacrifice something important to you to move ahead in your life. Accept your destiny with courage, and learn to let go of what you think you need.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/">What Tarot Card Are You?</a></p><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-18695355017390435592008-09-30T23:45:00.008-04:002008-10-01T00:17:34.566-04:00Making up for lost blogsMy baby brother wants to prevent people from destroying the planet. One more reason to litter I guess. Just kidding.<strong> Don't litter. </strong><br /><br />Recently CY found old pictures on my laptop. These here are my favorite because they reminded me we both had cheekbones 3 years or XY lbs ago. Craziness.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhim2U1zgtRPUz46aDBSfnQySAHnVDE0qYD2NzrBip9kVQyaGBW0xQTY-RTyez9N3AUj-9Q9gyG-OIWQ9HciRnnr_WmxU7uTGN6PuqB7h6qw_Vhg_INyjrbM0LmFl4XtnJn2CWtXUzNar8/s1600-h/mop.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252031963950417778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhim2U1zgtRPUz46aDBSfnQySAHnVDE0qYD2NzrBip9kVQyaGBW0xQTY-RTyez9N3AUj-9Q9gyG-OIWQ9HciRnnr_WmxU7uTGN6PuqB7h6qw_Vhg_INyjrbM0LmFl4XtnJn2CWtXUzNar8/s320/mop.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcF80gIAiVBY4IXk_QcEjr5BMmzjOcA1UadOfF2LmIDUGozG8c4lDrL3rnwRPbwdIKuhD6wrZOFYBTGrfiACOirxpCVf0kx258VlUde409pIN6vJYzlzxix6jsXh1dicq5hjrTnCmLbg/s1600-h/cyeng2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252031441338125282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcF80gIAiVBY4IXk_QcEjr5BMmzjOcA1UadOfF2LmIDUGozG8c4lDrL3rnwRPbwdIKuhD6wrZOFYBTGrfiACOirxpCVf0kx258VlUde409pIN6vJYzlzxix6jsXh1dicq5hjrTnCmLbg/s320/cyeng2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-65662139283312595172008-09-30T00:19:00.005-04:002008-09-30T00:25:38.223-04:00In The GardenI had a dream I floated into the Sunken Garden with one leap. There Matt was reading his poem, Flair Gun(I can't remember the exact title!), from the Heart.Complete chapbook. When he finished he vanished to an ovation. Another poet followed and soon vanished. This happened until I was asked if I wanted to read. So I left the gates to grab my laptop in the apartment. But when I exited the garden I woke up. Weird.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-50947011898629623492008-09-30T00:01:00.003-04:002008-09-30T00:10:08.871-04:00SteamI had these lyrics looping in my head, "Feel so lonely and I feel so sad/I want a little steam on my clothes" when I was burnt by the steam escaping the rice cooker. <br /><br />I'm confused about the relationship girls have with one another. To be more precise my girl friends want to meet CY. When they do meet I become the lame dog with three legs. They spend their time together pointing out my flaws and laughing. What's the deal? Can't y'all bond over something else? <br /><br />My belly is oh so red.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-64114184605913194122008-09-23T20:01:00.000-04:002008-09-23T20:02:34.534-04:00The One U Wanna C<div id="container" style="WIDTH: 400px; POSITION: relative; HEIGHT: 373px"><div id="flash_container" style="Z-INDEX: 1; LEFT: 0px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px"><object id="player572" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="373" width="400" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" padding="0"><param name="_cx" value="10583"><param name="_cy" value="9869"><param name="FlashVars" value=""><param name="Movie" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/mediaplayer/players/fpm/fpm.swf"><param name="Src" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/mediaplayer/players/fpm/fpm.swf"><param name="WMode" value="Window"><param name="Play" value="-1"><param name="Loop" value="-1"><param name="Quality" value="High"><param name="SAlign" value=""><param name="Menu" value="-1"><param name="Base" value=""><param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"><param name="DeviceFont" value="0"><param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"><param name="BGColor" value=""><param name="SWRemote" value=""><param name="MovieData" value=""><param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"><param name="Profile" value="0"><param name="ProfileAddress" value=""><param name="ProfilePort" value="0"><param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"><param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://o.aolcdn.com/mediaplayer/players/fpm/fpm.swf" flashvars="&assetId=video:asset:pmms:2250227&playerId=player572" quality="high" width="400" height="373" name="player572" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object></div><div id="videoContainer" style="Z-INDEX: 2; LEFT: 0px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 32px"></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-55167845069740610882008-09-15T21:48:00.003-04:002008-09-15T21:52:57.180-04:00ForthcomingTwo of my poems, <em>What I haven't closed</em> & <em>Union,</em> will appear in the upcoming issue of The Cortland Review (42). Woo hoo.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-7842949804211556832008-09-11T20:36:00.003-04:002008-09-11T21:01:22.111-04:00Super PowersI am the most transparent person I know. Man, it's so bad I think peripheral vision and a graceful observation are keen superpowers. What I mean is I have no tact. Instead my powers are being a dunce and sometimes kinda charming. <br /><br />A friend at forty showed me a picture of him at 24 and I responded with, "Wow. You look just as young except for the weight gain! " He bit, "Thanks Mike. That makes me feel much better."<br /><br />I have really dumb moments such as misreading "Imagining" "I'm a gining, what's that?"<br /><br />Or..<br /><br />"I thought we ordered chicken fingers you know (opening-closing my hands like Chicken feet)" <br /> <br />D tells me (D, M, R) had a dinner conversation about how I could sleep with everyone twice and still attend the retreat. Not sure how to take that comment. If I did go I would write and send a poem to exorcise the sexual tensions I feel.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-38194385901083013062008-09-02T19:55:00.004-04:002008-09-02T20:00:22.429-04:00If You're In The Area Come To The Reading!<span style="font-size:100%;">The Kundiman & Verlaine reading series is back after a summer's hiatus!This time around we're being joined by other poets of color--Cave Canemfellows!--exemplifying our commitment and pursuit of building and bridgingcommunities. Of course, this'll be the usual Kundiman reading bonanza:potent poetry, delicious libation, stellar company & an overall good time!Mark your calendars & feel free to bring your peeps & help spread the word!</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">*******Kundiman & Verlaine presenta night of poetry & libation withTara Betts, Rathanak Keo,Dante Micheaux, Sonia Mukherji,& Doreen WangSunday, September 7</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Reading begins at 5 pmOpen Bar, 4 - 5 pm$5 suggested donationVerlaine110 Rivington Streetb/w Ludlow & Essex Sts.[ directions: F to Delancey or V to 2nd Ave. ]</span><br /><a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://verlainenyc.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:100%;">http://verlainenyc.com/</span></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Readers' Bios</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Tara Betts</strong> teaches creative writing at Rutgers University. Her work hasbeen published in several journals and anthologies, including GatheringGround, Callaloo, Essence and both editions of The Spoken Word Revolution. For more information, please visit </span><a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.tarabetts.net/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:100%;">www.tarabetts.net</span></a><span style="font-size:100%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Rathanak Keo</strong> is a Kundiman Fellow and his poems have appeared in BoxcarPoetry Review, Stirring Magazine, Shampoo, IBPC, and Best of Mipo-CaféSummer 2007.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Dante Micheaux</strong> is an emerging poet whose work has appeared in variousjournals and anthologies. He has been a guest of the Cathedral Church ofSaint John the Divine, among others. His honors include the Oscar WildeAward and fellowships from Cave Canem Foundation and The New York Times Foundation. Micheaux lives in Manhattan.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Sonia Mukherji</strong> was born in Calcutta, raised in Maryland, and lives in NewYork. She is a Kundiman fellow, and her poetry has been published in theUS and internationally in literary journals including Shampoo Poetry,Stylus, and Calcutta’s The Little Magazine. She has featured in venues inNew York, Maryland, Austin, and Michigan, and was given an internationalpoetry feature performance in Calcutta, India, which was held at theprestigious cultural institute Nandan, hosted and reviewed by the literaryjournal Bhashanagar, and televised.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Doreen Wang</strong> is a poet and community organizer who in her "spare" time,works on exhibitions at Museum of Chinese in America.MISSION STATEMENTKundiman is dedicated to the creation, cultivation and promotion of AsianAmerican poetry.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-91008548703954050432008-07-29T01:35:00.002-04:002008-07-29T01:43:44.636-04:00The Devil's PleasureNew poem <a href="http://www.keoram.blogspot.com/">here</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-14320107033834650082008-07-26T01:27:00.004-04:002008-07-26T01:56:53.909-04:00Upon Watching...<strong>The Streets 2</strong><br /><br />Finally, a movie about rich kids teaching <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">POC</span></span> about their culture! And getting accepted in the process! Totally unprepared for that. Sarcasm aside, I enjoyed the movie. It would have been better though if an apple appeared after Tuck, AKA Skate, threw the computer down. Or if Axel got out of the hold by flipping behind the aggressor. Get it? If you did I officially owe you a drink.<br /><br /><strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ABDC</span></span></strong><br /><br />C and I agreed that The Boogie Bots were simply delicious. Yum. .<br /><br /><strong>The Dark Knight</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />Still gushing. Edison Chen's brief time on screen was funny because I can't imagine him in clothes!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-33944458675929642632008-07-19T03:04:00.011-04:002008-07-19T04:44:48.898-04:00Take it back y'all, One hop this time, One hop this timeAn entire thought lost. Then a fork. Now two poems?<br /><br /><br />"Her nipple once rose inside my mouth/like how plums commit to a child’s pull,"<br /><br />"And our kingdom too must be retold/until it’s doomed into myth,"<br /><br /><br />And here's the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qhnQDbYZAU&feature=related">dope</a>. One click this time.<br /><br />*<a href="http://www.keoram.wordpress.com/">New Poem</a> It's a draft.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-77300919218598478682008-07-18T01:47:00.007-04:002008-07-18T02:23:22.935-04:00Maybe I'm PregnantWord is I look like fat-boy, Cy's 3 month old cousin, who happens to look like a monk. He's wicked cute. He has all these rolls and reminds me of the youngest brother from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Shaolin</span></span> Soccer. I always bite him and I think that's why he hates me. When he cries I place a pacifier in his mouth. So cute.<br /><br />*<br /><br />I'm told the US lifted its ban on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mangosteen</span></span>. That means you don't have to settle for the frozen, canned, or juiced fruits! Believe me, they don't come close! Most of the time the juice is mixed with pear, pineapple, or orange juice.<br /><br />*<br /><br />There is a new bill each week. Also I'm helping C since she's on rotations. Next month I will go out and dance. Hopefully it'll be in a different city. We haven't decided which.<br /><br />Take me somewhere with good fried clams or bright lights.<br /><br />*<br /><br />H's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">google</span> status declared she didn't like Tom Hanks. I've been trying to rent a copy of You Got Mail at the local blockbusters. They each lost their copy (copies). Someone in CT either love him very much or they're out to destroy existing copies.<br /><br />*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-85869976856920536592008-06-19T02:13:00.009-04:002008-06-19T03:52:00.660-04:00Pho King Boys<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHswR0RDlWaI-ZKnOfgpmHYq4XFj92aswdepnUMP7pNJ_Zn2fxGh3_6JKWTla04twEmV-Pn-8SpvoJqeb6yVCHmVXSi54ZPhlB3Wfai2N57EpkkmraDh-tHuj7JiVgvmk6LDm5krMv7mU/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213473546550971090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHswR0RDlWaI-ZKnOfgpmHYq4XFj92aswdepnUMP7pNJ_Zn2fxGh3_6JKWTla04twEmV-Pn-8SpvoJqeb6yVCHmVXSi54ZPhlB3Wfai2N57EpkkmraDh-tHuj7JiVgvmk6LDm5krMv7mU/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfUDpKdtqXEGNIZ7-bERjmSloqpPcMgLcCPv03tAkp7p8UeLH0uGloDtPCRO_-vXTJHCzRUBaKOjLgDEi9kghDETtQ8jA5_YVHnxHHD6p83aBdu2v_XMSu8h66FGIaNNWmGBn1Hw2pne0/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213472842543557090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfUDpKdtqXEGNIZ7-bERjmSloqpPcMgLcCPv03tAkp7p8UeLH0uGloDtPCRO_-vXTJHCzRUBaKOjLgDEi9kghDETtQ8jA5_YVHnxHHD6p83aBdu2v_XMSu8h66FGIaNNWmGBn1Hw2pne0/s320/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div>I'm removing old files from the desktop and stumbled upon these bad ass photos. Man, these are old! Five years? We called ourselves <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">PKB</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pho</span> King <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Breakerz</span>/Boys. </div><div></div><div> </div><div>We were geeks growing up and were often mistaken for a multi-cultural club. In our spare time we danced to the 80's in Raph's basement. I miss our guys night out. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-12993854245164230082008-06-16T13:46:00.003-04:002008-06-16T13:52:56.470-04:00Hulk SmashShe dropped me off today. Woo. I'm happy that Cy is doing rotations next to my house. It makes June weather much more bearable. Today, we are heading to the gym or, perhaps, watch a movie.<br /><br />Sidenote: I'm tired of the way super moves are executed in a superhero movie.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-24989558461841019912008-06-14T03:08:00.002-04:002008-06-14T03:12:09.396-04:00Excerpt From An Email....I think you're feeling weird. I am too and has to be because of this weather. Every time I open the car door I feel nostalgic like some old crush is driving towards me. It renders me dumb like an unsuspecting guest. I want to say no but hug anyways. Immediately, I feel guilty.<br /><br />*<br />I've been trying to express this for two weeks now. It finally drew itself out in an email.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-39373278620532296572008-06-09T23:57:00.001-04:002008-06-09T23:57:32.350-04:00POL POT'S BIRTHDAY<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/O51WYohb4rI' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/O51WYohb4rI'/></object></p><p>My comment:<br /><br />Was the terrible translation an inside joke for Cambodians? Also Pol Pot's ethnicity is suspect. I'm convinced the actor is not Khmer. Is that, in itself, a direct criticism of Pol Pot's actions or just bad casting? Lost. <br /><br />With that said I don't really see the humor. </p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-25051447980003314952008-05-28T03:48:00.005-04:002008-05-28T04:05:23.817-04:00Heartbroken Taiwan man climbs into morgue freezerA new poem <a href="http://www.keoram.wordpress.com/">here. </a><br /><br />Headline: <a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080527/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_taiwan_freezer">Heartbroken Taiwan man climbs into morgue freezer</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-25818852039340519422008-05-26T03:40:00.001-04:002008-05-26T03:40:18.269-04:00Fire<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/KoQb8vb4blA' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KoQb8vb4blA'/></object></p><p>Bad ass.</p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-84273063041453908392008-05-22T01:12:00.005-04:002008-05-22T01:19:33.928-04:00Membership renewedMe: I've only gain back seven pounds in the past seven months.<br /><br />R: That's not good.<br /><br />Me: Yes it is. I haven't worked out since October-November. One pound per month.<br /><br />R: Think 10 years.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540142135771179931.post-15197992872655754272008-05-12T14:41:00.003-04:002008-05-12T14:55:14.539-04:00WordOn Friday I went to an 80's party knowing, full well, that we had to pack and move out before 3PM Saturday. With the exception of D, I don't think the guys faired that well. Some of them were in the wrong decade, the 90s, and many of them were just hipsters rocking white plastic shades. The ladies were right on.<br /><br />On our way out the door was crowded. So I tried to squeeze thru a few folks with my ass in the air. It was uncalled for and I should have said excuse me. Instead I announced, "I'm too fat for this shit. My bad!". I felt I was in a game of freeze tag: all eyes on me and everyone stiff.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0