Cowgirl Spit and Vinegar

The Mean Reds

I haven’t written anything of any substance in months. A few nights ago, I wrote a poem about belonging that described my Great Aunt Mary and my grandmother’s ritual of playing solitaire while drying their pin-curls with setting solution under those whole-head hot-as-hell hair dryers, but it didn’t do what I wanted it to do, and so it went in the pile of things I need to edit.

I wrote something recently about coal-miners and faith, but it fell short of amazing, and when I write things that have Big Ideas, they have to be amazing or else they just don’t have that sparkle. So that went in the pile of things that have good elements that just don’t seem to work together. Those things become 2 or more poems eventually, or they just gather intellectual dust.

I need to paint again. Everything is just so big a mess, and I need to get all my stuff de-cluttered so I can have the chapbook release party in the classroom in November. I know it’s like “That’s not until November,” but I kind of see it as “Oh my goodness I only have 54 days!”

I think I’ve got those Golightly Mean Reds.

Worse than the Blues, If I had her money I’d be richer than she is, $5 for the powder room Mean ole Reds.

Plus, I’m thirsty right now, and that doesn’t help my mood.

Now I’m going to get back to working on the chapbooks. And on Plain Spoke. They’re all melting into one big pile of publishing at the moment, but I’ll sort it out.

Looking for Penobscot Indian pictures.

Going to Pittsburgh tonight.

Going to buy paper in the morning.

Plain Spoke Volume 2 Number 3

I’ve got all the notifications of acceptances finished, 2 to go out in the mail tomorrow and the rest emailed. Tonight when I get back from class, I’ll start working on the rejections, which take a bit more time exponentially, and then I’ll move on to what we know already for number 4.

It’s time consuming, but it’s all for the love of poetry.

EDU 539: Grad School for Dummies.

I have my computer class this evening. Last week, we did hokey worksheets in which we labeled the monitor, keyboard, and other input and output devices and computer components. We had all week to finish these things. I feel a little bit dumb after having done them, as if there’s a trick somewhere that I’m missing, or some obvious “haha - gotya” april fool’s day early thing.

But there isn’t. It’s just that ridiculous. I should scan them in and make fun of them, but that would mean wasting even more time on it.

Today, for homework, I’m supposed to go online and find my dream computer and print out its specifications.

I can’t wait to see what the midterm looks like.

I am a peanut butter sandwich (if it’s true that you are what you eat)

Going out to the high school for the audition.