I wish I had a camera...
Or at least, that the battery in my camera worked, so that I might show you pictures of the little guy, who is so TINY! He has no name yet. We are considering Goliath.
In other news, Tony has a new blog over at POETRY DAILY-er and it's gonna be the shiznit.
In still other news, NICK turned out to be my old friend Charlie. That's a weird one, when a blog-friend writing under a nom-de-keyboard turns out to be an old friend living in the same town where you live.
In still other news, LAURA and I accidentally bought tickets to AWP on the same morning flight. Can you say "bloody mary, please?"
And the really big news, which I haven't posted about here, because it's too "real" is that my sister, who is also my best friend, moved to China this week. Indefinitely.
Because she is brave and adventurous and excited by the things that happen in the world.
She went by herself, to teach English for a pittance, because China is an incredible place, and undergoing massive change, and it seemed the place to be, to write, to see change occur.
But I miss her very much, and I worry, and I hope she'll start a blog and call me soon, and write me some kickass things for Killing the Buddha, and have fun!
Hey EMMA!!!!! I love you.
In other news, Tony has a new blog over at POETRY DAILY-er and it's gonna be the shiznit.
In still other news, NICK turned out to be my old friend Charlie. That's a weird one, when a blog-friend writing under a nom-de-keyboard turns out to be an old friend living in the same town where you live.
In still other news, LAURA and I accidentally bought tickets to AWP on the same morning flight. Can you say "bloody mary, please?"
And the really big news, which I haven't posted about here, because it's too "real" is that my sister, who is also my best friend, moved to China this week. Indefinitely.
Because she is brave and adventurous and excited by the things that happen in the world.
She went by herself, to teach English for a pittance, because China is an incredible place, and undergoing massive change, and it seemed the place to be, to write, to see change occur.
But I miss her very much, and I worry, and I hope she'll start a blog and call me soon, and write me some kickass things for Killing the Buddha, and have fun!
Hey EMMA!!!!! I love you.


1 Comments:
If only you knew how sick I get when I fly!
I will try to prepare adequately. I'm pretty squeamish about flying but can usually survive with conversation & a Coke.
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