Last Night in Cin City...
First of all, does everyone know that Kristen Nelson got a flash fiction piece accepted by Cranky? Yeahhhh Kristen...I look forward to holding it in my hands. Congratulations to your writer bones.
Secondly...this is my last night in Cincinnati...the city that is lost, and yet you can mail things here. I'm tired. M's tired, K's tired...we are all exhausted. M & K made a lovely dinner of pesto and goat cheese stuffed shells tonight, and we shared a bottle of Three Blind Moose cabernet...then we all sat on the porch and tried desperately to get internet (steal internet that is) from the neighbors...unsuccessfuly...so we came back here to Arlin's (see pic below). Now we three sit here in the dark, happily sipping our one alotted drink (as per K's orders)...before we head back to the Victor place to relax, maybe watch a movie.
It's been a sweet visit for we three friends. We fought, we argued, we laughed ourselves to tears, we read outloud to each other, we told stories, M and I stayed up late and got very drunk and watched a bootleg copy of the 40 Year Old Virgin (so goood), we cooked food, sang and danced, played pool, tried new beers, punched eachother in the asses and guts for a long time to check our stomach muscles cuz we were drunk, talked with homeless people, shared combs, explored Cincinnati and got lost every time, and...we also sat in silence together for long periods. I'm amazed we didn't get sick of eachother after 6 days on the road and 5 days in a small apartment surrounded by boxes and an unhappy kitty. I'm starting to feel a little sad as a look across the table at these two most unlikely, strange, but somehow perfect for me, poetry pals...ahhga;sfjsldkjaf;lkdjf;;ll....ahhh blecht...at least I know they're writers, and we'll all write, right? See 'em at AWP next year...anyway...
About that road trip log, or whatever...I really have been distracted actually as I started working on the film/slideshow thing. I stayed up late by myself the other night and worked on it (K was quite generous to share her new desk with me). I got really into it. It's really cool and I finished part one. I tried to make it under 30 megabytes of data so I could upload it to my blog for all to enjoy, but I went over by 6 megs and therefore...I won't be posting it. I'll have to take the time, when I get home, to make a more simplified slideshow thing for the blog. But I decided I'm going to make the second part as big as it wants to be and invite all the folks who'd like to see it over to Casa for beers and a show...that will have to wait until about a week after I'm home and I'm able to sort it all out. It takes a long time to edit clips and find music and choreograph it and such...SOOOOOO>>>>what you will get here will be the blog log: writing it down. I like that incarnation also. I hope you do too...I have a 5 hour layover tomorrow in Chicago, so you know what I'll be doing. For now, I look forward to coming HOME to my beautiful desert and my love and Casa...see you then.
Secondly...this is my last night in Cincinnati...the city that is lost, and yet you can mail things here. I'm tired. M's tired, K's tired...we are all exhausted. M & K made a lovely dinner of pesto and goat cheese stuffed shells tonight, and we shared a bottle of Three Blind Moose cabernet...then we all sat on the porch and tried desperately to get internet (steal internet that is) from the neighbors...unsuccessfuly...so we came back here to Arlin's (see pic below). Now we three sit here in the dark, happily sipping our one alotted drink (as per K's orders)...before we head back to the Victor place to relax, maybe watch a movie.
It's been a sweet visit for we three friends. We fought, we argued, we laughed ourselves to tears, we read outloud to each other, we told stories, M and I stayed up late and got very drunk and watched a bootleg copy of the 40 Year Old Virgin (so goood), we cooked food, sang and danced, played pool, tried new beers, punched eachother in the asses and guts for a long time to check our stomach muscles cuz we were drunk, talked with homeless people, shared combs, explored Cincinnati and got lost every time, and...we also sat in silence together for long periods. I'm amazed we didn't get sick of eachother after 6 days on the road and 5 days in a small apartment surrounded by boxes and an unhappy kitty. I'm starting to feel a little sad as a look across the table at these two most unlikely, strange, but somehow perfect for me, poetry pals...ahhga;sfjsldkjaf;lkdjf;;ll....ahhh blecht...at least I know they're writers, and we'll all write, right? See 'em at AWP next year...anyway...
About that road trip log, or whatever...I really have been distracted actually as I started working on the film/slideshow thing. I stayed up late by myself the other night and worked on it (K was quite generous to share her new desk with me). I got really into it. It's really cool and I finished part one. I tried to make it under 30 megabytes of data so I could upload it to my blog for all to enjoy, but I went over by 6 megs and therefore...I won't be posting it. I'll have to take the time, when I get home, to make a more simplified slideshow thing for the blog. But I decided I'm going to make the second part as big as it wants to be and invite all the folks who'd like to see it over to Casa for beers and a show...that will have to wait until about a week after I'm home and I'm able to sort it all out. It takes a long time to edit clips and find music and choreograph it and such...SOOOOOO>>>>what you will get here will be the blog log: writing it down. I like that incarnation also. I hope you do too...I have a 5 hour layover tomorrow in Chicago, so you know what I'll be doing. For now, I look forward to coming HOME to my beautiful desert and my love and Casa...see you then.
posted by name at 7:30:00 PM
1 Comments:
thank you for doing this, and by this, i mean many things that relative pronoun might encompass. a reminder: find Einstein's Dreams and The Phantom Tollbooth at the Bookman's near you. Oh, near you, and not near me. Weep.
you've made our transition easier and my stomach more in pain.
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