Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup -- Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup
You know what to do, kids. (Has she no shame?)
#1. "We've got muttons and buttons and kippers with zippers and pounds of devaluated pounds." (30 points)
#2. "Don't be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party." (15 points)
#3. "She smokes them big cigars. You're gonna find her drinking boilermakers at the corner bar." (15 points)
#4. "Be a tree, be a sled, be a purple spool of thread, be a storm, a piece of lace, a subway train, an empty space, take it fast, take it slow, hello Moe, hello, Joe, whaddaya know, I just got back from a vaudeville show..." (30 points)
#5. "Grandma Moses's tits and Norman Rockwell's ass -- draw my ass and win a Buick." (30 points)
#6. "You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn; you just --" (5 points)
#7. "If you want my gravy, pepper my ragout..." (15 points)
#8. "Away, berry birds! Steal me berries! I need berries for my pies! Berries! Oh-ho! Berries! Oh-ho-ho-hm-ho-ho-ho-ho!" (30 points)
#9. "Too much, too much hypocrisy can drop to Academy. Too much, too much morality can drop to criminality." (15 points)
#10. "'Hello. My name is Stephen King, and I'm a little girl!' 'Oh, Christ.'" (30 points)
#11. "A tsig shteyt oyf der lonke un meket troy'rik 'mehhh!' Hey, du tsig, du shoyte, tro'rik zayn is feh!" (30 points)
#12. "Cookie, oh, cookie, oh please cookie, come back to Papa!" (10 points)
#13. "I'll sing when you're all dead. I sing the mountains crumbling apart. I sing what can't be said." (10 points)
#14. "It's whiskey made me pawn my clothes. Whiskey gave me this broken nose." (10 points)
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01:43:45 AM,Monday 11 March 2002
My mom has pneumonia. Which sucks a lot. But she's getting better. It's glorious being here.
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02:35:54 AM,Sunday 10 March 2002
T.I.A.M.D.I.L.W.: The Great Kat. Oh, Mike, what would I do without you?
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02:42:55 PM,Friday 8 March 2002
I want a hip flask.
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05:18:09 AM,Friday 8 March 2002
I certainly hope that "Permission Granted" means what I think it means. A new Fe Johnny blog, ladies and germs: Kaoslord.
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03:34:55 AM,Friday 8 March 2002
Stupid words.
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04:40:34 PM,Thursday 7 March 2002
My oral's tomorrow, er, today. I re-read my paper, yeurgh. It wasn't as bad as I remembered it, but it had a few really annoying punctuation and continuity errors that I would have caught if I'd forced myself to go over it once after I wrote it instead of sinking into black despair and revulsion over the little bastid. It doesn't even pretend to have a conclusion. Ach. I haven't re-read the play or written my precis. I tried to watch the movie today, but someone checked out the library copy, and I've already seen the two versions I have too many times to wring anything more out of them. I have music at 10:30 and nothing else until I'm toast at 4:15. I feel like this guy.
Sing out, Louise!
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05:20:53 AM,Thursday 7 March 2002
I have four classes today. In one of them, we watched _The Magic Flute_. In another one, we looked at two naked women. In another one, we're going to draw naked women. In another one, we're going to watch _Don Giovanni_. This is one of the best schooldays of my whole damn life.
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02:53:13 PM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
There once was an ermine named Herman
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04:40:01 AM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
On a somewhat unfathomable impulse, I just typed "best poem ever written" into Google, and hit the "I'm feeling lucky" button. It gave me this. Somewhat fortuitous, because the urge to blog the following opinion has been tugging at my gut for the last week or so: I don't like free verse poetry very much. I've read a couple, though I can't think of any right now, that were able to really be something and do something, but most of it either leaves me shrugging or provokes me in an unpleasant sort of way. Sometimes it makes me feel stupid or insensitive, and sometimes it just makes me want to yank all the line breaks out and force it to be prose, so I can try to talk to it that way. I should keep an open mind about it, but something about what Kerne said on his bloglet tonight, talking about music, goes for me too. A great deal of what I get off on in poetry is, first, the pictures, and, second, the rhyme. Free verse poetry makes good pictures, sometimes, but when it talks about emotions and things, without using metaphors or sound-words, it just doesn't strike anywhere deep in me. Poetry in rhyme can somehow carry across a meaning that isn't a picture in one sweep, in the sweep of one line across the beat my mind is tapping out and the chiming it makes at the end. Though I like poetry in rhyme better, I like poetry in blank verse (or any kind of meter that doesn't rhyme) much better than free verse. Free verse, in so many cases, just seems arbitrary. Cut it here, here, and here, and you can call it a poem. Take the cuts out, and it's just a jerky sentence. Hm. Dunno.
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04:29:04 AM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
I can hear Patrice McShane and Christian Blood and some other people drunkenly singing "Happy Birthday" in the courtyard. I know it's Patrice 'cause she's squeaky, and I know it's Christian because of that *laugh*, but I don't know who else is out there, or who they're singing to. They're whooping a whole lot, too, and I think they're slamming into things.
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03:23:30 AM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
he's right, you know.
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02:38:51 AM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
I just read this story for seminar. It's really short (ten minutes on the outside), so you can read it too. Then you can tell me what you think about it.
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01:36:54 AM,Wednesday 6 March 2002
My seminar tutor likes his first name. His first name is Caleb.
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02:54:35 PM,Tuesday 5 March 2002
{singing} I'm getting a video in the mail from a total stranger! It's _Der Rosenkavalier_! It's got Tatiana Troyanos and Kiri te Kanawa getting it on! My life is peeeeeerfect!
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02:01:00 PM,Tuesday 5 March 2002
Adamantine clavicles!
Awright, you know the kind of jokes that come to you and aren't at all funny, like, even a little bit, but you're slap-happy tired and so they make you giggle maniacally for an hour? I got one of those in my head, and I'm going to lay it all on you so it GOES THE HELL AWAY!
So this guy walks into a library, and he's carrying an old book. He's holding it kind of funny, though -- with both hands, and walking very slowly, looking at it with a concentrated expression on his face. All of a sudden, some other guy goes barelling into him, and a huge sploosh of white liquid comes flying out of the book, drenching both guys and everything around them. The first guy is livid. "You clumsy jerk! That was a quarto of milk!"
Uh. Heh. Carry on.
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03:10:50 AM,Tuesday 5 March 2002
Just went to my first oral of the year, Jeff Johnston's. On the Phaedo. Pretty damn good.
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07:29:46 PM,Monday 4 March 2002
Awright, we've left the Finns and gone on to the Dutch. Stick around a couple months, and it'll be Morocco. Not a word about the lithe, violent, tangerine-haired water polo coach! Ariadne doesn't believe she exists anyhow. Nope, T.I.A.I.L.W.:Marion Verbruggen. Damn, yo.
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12:25:53 PM,Monday 4 March 2002
