I've been pretty quiet on the political front. At least, on my blog. Talking to me in real life is quite another story!
Anyway, if you didn't know, Sarah Palin makes me vomit. So, Diagramming Sarah was really funny.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Today's Letter: M
Our crazy assignment for Typography this week was to research any letter of the alphabet and write something. After much deliberation, I decided M was the best-yes, mainly because of my name. But here's why Melissa should not be given such broad, and odd topics:
M is for Me
day thirteen: under
the cypress she seeks
meaning, truths
about affection,
a way to believe
but tarot cards reveal
the Hanged Man
and for thirteen hours
suspension: upside down
mulling over Ms:
bones malleable
under his weight,
a Midwest drawl
to make him swoon,
masturbating,
mistake, marriage,
Mrs.
day thirteen: along
currents of the Nile
she murmurs in his ear
use both lips
together,
air over tongue,
constrict airflow,
vibrate vocal cords
and you’ll know Me
M is for Me
day thirteen: under
the cypress she seeks
meaning, truths
about affection,
a way to believe
but tarot cards reveal
the Hanged Man
and for thirteen hours
suspension: upside down
mulling over Ms:
bones malleable
under his weight,
a Midwest drawl
to make him swoon,
masturbating,
mistake, marriage,
Mrs.
day thirteen: along
currents of the Nile
she murmurs in his ear
use both lips
together,
air over tongue,
constrict airflow,
vibrate vocal cords
and you’ll know Me
Friday, October 3, 2008
Don't do Drugs, Kids
I'm on a 6-day steroid treatment for my back this week and it sucks. It's basically 6 pills on day 1, 5 on day 2, and downward. So the first two days were a total shock of drugs. It was like I had taken speed. Or way to much caffeine. So even though I was exhausted after class on Wednesday, I couldn't get to sleep for awhile. Now, I'm taking less so I just have a headache (side effect) and can't take anything else for it as I'm already on drugs. But my heart is back to it's normal rate so I'm not dizzy. Yay!
This has just made me realize I would not make it doing any real drugs.
This has just made me realize I would not make it doing any real drugs.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Anniversary
Yesterday was our 2nd anniversary. Yay! We didn't do anything special really, just sat around and chilled. No homework or computer games. It's not really in our style to go all crazy. We did go to the Melting Pot on Friday for dinner, which was very nice. I am since become obsessed with fondue. I'm thinking I need my own fondue pot (or two) for Christmas so I can have an elegant fondue party. Yes...
And of course, I have been terrible about carrying my new camera with me, so I have no pictures. But, for everyone out there who's sappy (like I can be) here's some pics from the last two years.
Our first date, the symphony.
Halloween!
Valentine's Day lilies
St. Patrick's Day
Random night out
New Years
Connecticut
All formal in Vegas
And of course, I have been terrible about carrying my new camera with me, so I have no pictures. But, for everyone out there who's sappy (like I can be) here's some pics from the last two years.
Our first date, the symphony.
Halloween!
Valentine's Day lilies
St. Patrick's Day
Random night out
New Years
Connecticut
All formal in Vegas
Monday, September 22, 2008
First Day of Autumn!
Happy First Day of Autumn!!
I realized today that there are some things you just can't escape. One in my life is that I will forever have certain things in my brain because my little brothers watched/listened to them over and over again. One of them Being Toy Story. I could probably recite that movie from start to finish. But on this first day of my favorite season, it's Winnie the Pooh that's in my head.
The glorious movie, Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin, CR goes to school for the first time. So, it's autumn at the beginning of the movie.
All day long I have had Winnie the Pooh in my head going "It's the first day of autumn! Christopher Robin! It's the first day of autumn! Let's jump into leaves!"
So, here's a little bit of this movie for all of you who need to experience the greatness that is Pooh Bear. It's right after Pooh goes all crazy about autumn. No one else seems to appreciate that part enough to put it on YouTube.
I realized today that there are some things you just can't escape. One in my life is that I will forever have certain things in my brain because my little brothers watched/listened to them over and over again. One of them Being Toy Story. I could probably recite that movie from start to finish. But on this first day of my favorite season, it's Winnie the Pooh that's in my head.
The glorious movie, Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin, CR goes to school for the first time. So, it's autumn at the beginning of the movie.
All day long I have had Winnie the Pooh in my head going "It's the first day of autumn! Christopher Robin! It's the first day of autumn! Let's jump into leaves!"
So, here's a little bit of this movie for all of you who need to experience the greatness that is Pooh Bear. It's right after Pooh goes all crazy about autumn. No one else seems to appreciate that part enough to put it on YouTube.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Crickets: Size 12 Font
It is my attempt this weekend to write some poetry that is neither depressing nor sappy. When I brought my collection thus far to class, I realized that a lot of my poetry is a little too much on the dark side. Now, this is necessary because of the topic of my book. But I feel like I need to write some more positive poems. Both for my own sanity and to balance out the book.
So here's one I actually wrote as a joke with John one night last year. I fixed it up a little bit. I don't know yet if I want to take it to class. It was meant to be a bit of a joke, after all, between me and John. So I don't know if it will have the desired effect outside of this computer room.
Crickets: Size 12 Font
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and listen to the crickets living above
the garage door—their songs a stone pit.
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and wait for Hit me with some Hot
Hot Joey Love to echo through the walls
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and listen to the crickets living above.
So here's one I actually wrote as a joke with John one night last year. I fixed it up a little bit. I don't know yet if I want to take it to class. It was meant to be a bit of a joke, after all, between me and John. So I don't know if it will have the desired effect outside of this computer room.
Crickets: Size 12 Font
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and listen to the crickets living above
the garage door—their songs a stone pit.
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and wait for Hit me with some Hot
Hot Joey Love to echo through the walls
There are nights we do nothing but sit
and listen to the crickets living above.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Wedding Dream
I had a dream last night that John and I were getting married. You would think this was a sign we should get married, or we're seriously discussing it (we're not). Based on what happened though, it seems like we should probably just elope, if anything. For now, I will take this as a sign that we should continue as we are.
A few odd things:
~I was wearing a purple dress and jeans with a really long white veil.
~My older brother Brad was stuck in a flood, so he couldn't give me away. Since Matt was a groomsmen, Evan, Connor, and Harrison were all slated to walk me down the isle. This took a 20 minute practice session to coordinate.
~Kat was in living in Israel and they had grounded all flights out of there due to civil war so she couldn't be there.
~Julie had been arrested for starting/participating in some kind of political riot. (McCain was President, so that could be the cause of that)
~Since Julie and Kat were MIA, I had no bridesmaids! And I apparently didn't have any other friends I could ask, and I don't know where Jenny was (with Brad in the flood I guess) so I had the wife of John's friend as my only bridesmaid. My feelings towards this person make it a really odd situation.
~My doctor was going to perform the ceremony.
Well, we didn't actually get married in the dream. Once everything was sorted out and ready to go, no one would sit down! I mean, seriously we were all outside but no one would enter the ceremony area and take a seat. So I'm sunning around telling everyone to sit down or I'll kick their butts. And people just keep talking. It was a very angry dream after that. And I woke up without anyone every listening to me.
Later in the night, I had a dream that John and I were trying to string belts together so we could climb out the window of the hotel before my family found out which room we were in and ruined the honeymoon.
A few odd things:
~I was wearing a purple dress and jeans with a really long white veil.
~My older brother Brad was stuck in a flood, so he couldn't give me away. Since Matt was a groomsmen, Evan, Connor, and Harrison were all slated to walk me down the isle. This took a 20 minute practice session to coordinate.
~Kat was in living in Israel and they had grounded all flights out of there due to civil war so she couldn't be there.
~Julie had been arrested for starting/participating in some kind of political riot. (McCain was President, so that could be the cause of that)
~Since Julie and Kat were MIA, I had no bridesmaids! And I apparently didn't have any other friends I could ask, and I don't know where Jenny was (with Brad in the flood I guess) so I had the wife of John's friend as my only bridesmaid. My feelings towards this person make it a really odd situation.
~My doctor was going to perform the ceremony.
Well, we didn't actually get married in the dream. Once everything was sorted out and ready to go, no one would sit down! I mean, seriously we were all outside but no one would enter the ceremony area and take a seat. So I'm sunning around telling everyone to sit down or I'll kick their butts. And people just keep talking. It was a very angry dream after that. And I woke up without anyone every listening to me.
Later in the night, I had a dream that John and I were trying to string belts together so we could climb out the window of the hotel before my family found out which room we were in and ruined the honeymoon.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Some of My Best Friends
School has hit full force and is probably going to kill before the end of the semester. So, I don't have a lot to say at the moment.
But! An old professor, Joe Benevento has a new book out. Joe was one of my favorite professors as an undergrad. How can you not love someone who wrote music to go with Whitman's "Song of Myself"? And then he sang part of it in class! Unbeatable.
Check out Some of My Best Friends and Other Fictions now.
But! An old professor, Joe Benevento has a new book out. Joe was one of my favorite professors as an undergrad. How can you not love someone who wrote music to go with Whitman's "Song of Myself"? And then he sang part of it in class! Unbeatable.
Check out Some of My Best Friends and Other Fictions now.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Brother Time
This weekend John and I went up to Philadelphia to visit my brother and sister-in-law. It's only about a 2 and a half hour trip, which is really nice. Of course, we were in the middle of a tropical storm on Saturday, so it was a very wet trip. But the winds behaved themselves so we didn't have to cancel.
Saturday was nice. We got to see the new house and had a very nice dinner there. But as it didn't stop raining until late, we were damp almost all day. Totally worth it though.
Sunday the weather was much improved. We went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. Turns out our waiter is from St. Louis. One of the many in the family that owns Collier Funeral Homes. So he knew exactly where Brad and I grew up. Very strange.
We then went to Winterthur-this really huge house and garden estate. If you're ever up in the area, you should go. The gardens were not as impressive as they could have been, since most things bloom in Spring, but there was still a lot of greatness to explore. And the house was full of really old beautiful furniture.
Here are some highlights:
Saturday was nice. We got to see the new house and had a very nice dinner there. But as it didn't stop raining until late, we were damp almost all day. Totally worth it though.
Sunday the weather was much improved. We went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. Turns out our waiter is from St. Louis. One of the many in the family that owns Collier Funeral Homes. So he knew exactly where Brad and I grew up. Very strange.
We then went to Winterthur-this really huge house and garden estate. If you're ever up in the area, you should go. The gardens were not as impressive as they could have been, since most things bloom in Spring, but there was still a lot of greatness to explore. And the house was full of really old beautiful furniture.
Here are some highlights:
Thursday, September 4, 2008
One week down
a lot more to go. But I survived the first week! And I'm getting back into the school spirit.
Wednesday is my super long day. I go to work at 8 then to class until 10:45. Both classes started out good last night but the second half seemed pointless. I have Typography firt, which should end up being ok eventually. But I can only learn so much about type. And I'm a little concerned about actually "designing" something with type because I have no idea what I'm doing. Second on Weds is Sem in Lit and Writing, where I will read a lot of stuff like Hemingway and Plath. Then, we talk about reading as a writer. It will be great, as I like literature and I like to write. Plus Steve (my professor) is amazing.
Thurs is my Advanced Creative Writing Workshop where I get to gather all my poems together, and write some new poems, so that I have my finished manuscript before going into the Spring semester. This class will be the best, mainly because it's actually what I feel like I should be doing at this point. Also because I get to hang with the poets, and don't have to read hundreds of pages of prose like the fiction/nonfiction people do.
Wednesday is my super long day. I go to work at 8 then to class until 10:45. Both classes started out good last night but the second half seemed pointless. I have Typography firt, which should end up being ok eventually. But I can only learn so much about type. And I'm a little concerned about actually "designing" something with type because I have no idea what I'm doing. Second on Weds is Sem in Lit and Writing, where I will read a lot of stuff like Hemingway and Plath. Then, we talk about reading as a writer. It will be great, as I like literature and I like to write. Plus Steve (my professor) is amazing.
Thurs is my Advanced Creative Writing Workshop where I get to gather all my poems together, and write some new poems, so that I have my finished manuscript before going into the Spring semester. This class will be the best, mainly because it's actually what I feel like I should be doing at this point. Also because I get to hang with the poets, and don't have to read hundreds of pages of prose like the fiction/nonfiction people do.
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