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Archive for November, 2006
another rundown.
Nov 27th, 06
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Roz will be here on Friday. There is a reason this is at the top of my list. (I just wrote “the top of my life,” which might not be that far off.)
I ate far too much on the Thursday and Saturday Thanksgiving days. I feel fat and gross and totally unmotivated to run. Which means that, hopefully, I’ll be starting on the couch-to-5K plan in the next couple of weeks.
I started moving boxes into the new place this past weekend. Stuff is getting turned on this week. It makes me nervous.
I couldn’t even watch the Steelers yesterday, it made me so sad. I almost started crying because Ben is such a little bitch now. In fact, I think we should just stop calling him Big Ben and call him Bitch Ben, ’cause if I ever meet the guy in an alley, he’d better watch sharp objects being shoved up his ass.
A concert/afterparty review (She Wants Revenge) and a movie review (For Your Consideration) are forthcoming. I just don’t have the energy right now. I’m staring down the barrel of a self-imposed overhawl of some stuff at work for the new year.
Playing the corazón game: If you’re bored in the car, flip to the nearest Latino station and see how long the word shows up. Usually in the first 30 seconds. The boy and I have been playing it almost every time we’re in the car.
I think that’s it for now.
a long post, so there’s some cuts.
Nov 21st, 06
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I haven’t written about the Tenacious D show I went to with the schweetie for his birthday, among some other things. Read More
small things.
Nov 17th, 06
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So. First: Vegas people, gogogo see Sean in The Pillowman. It’s at 7:30 tonight and tomorrow and at 2:30 on Sunday, and that is it.
I always make the joke where I say, “I know him, that’s my friend.” But seriously? I know him. That’s my friend.
I may be getting keys on Wednesday. This is both exciting and scary. And doomy because I still have to finish packing.
once again: jesus.
Nov 15th, 06
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So yesterday was one of the most stressful days I’ve ever had, like, ever. Look, the details aren’t important, but let me just say that I paid a parking ticket 2 weeks ago only to finally have my car released so I could renew my registration, after emailing the city about it, today. That, added on top of working out some insurance issues that they had a month to notify the DMV about finally doing it almost a month after getting it. A lot of running around in circles from 1pm until about 4:30 yesterday, which felt 2 days longer than it was, even though my actual visit to the DMV totaled less than half an hour, thankfully.
But, despite the small crowd and only a couple of readers, Jamie’s set last night at Cafe Hookah was a welcome relief to my day.
However, today has been completely opposite from the nightmare of yesterday: not only did I get my registration renewed very quickly– literally 5 minutes, with my registration popping out of the kiosk– I got a call about signing the paperwork to get keys, and another call about the check that’s going towards the house that said keys are going to open. Color me blessed today. Seems like a weird thing to say, but I’m very glad things are working out. Now, I just have to get packing on the packing.
Have a new idea for a story, somewhat inspired by the beauty that is the game Shadow of the Colossus. I’m very happy to be moving my writing brain back over to fiction again. But I have to relearn how to write short right now, so that’s a fun exercise, right?
And there were questions about my comments in the last post about giving up Tuesday nights. I’m not giving up writing poetry, either on the page or performing it. I just want to scale back the idea that it’s been my main focus for the past few years. And I want to hand over slam organizing duties. Essentially I just want my nights back. I don’t want to feel tied down to anything anymore in regards to poetry. I still want to write and perform, just be involved more on the periphery from now on.
So, yeah. That’s the update, at least part of it, for now. I feel like I should maybe put some kind of ramble about something, anything I’ve been thinking about, but maybe I just need to shut up and write, or something.
things.
Nov 13th, 06
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A rundown, and maybe a little more at the end.
The Cramps. It’s been awhile since I’d been to a show where I didn’t care if I knew the music or not. It was a downright fun show. Though the lead singer wasn’t wearing underwear under vinyl pants and he was having, um, a good time.
Vegas poetry media crap. Look. I can’t help but be honest by now about it. I’ve been staying home because I’m done with feeling like I have to show up to readings to feel nice. I’m done hosting, for now. I’ve already talked to a couple of people about taking over at the new year, so Tuesday nights will go on in my absence. I hope to work out slams with the new host, or talk to the other hosts about possibly rotating. Most people already know why I’m giving it up. I also haven’t been writing poetry lately, so my wanting to go out has waned. It’s also fall/winter, so I don’t like leaving the house anyway.
Speaking of going out of the house for poetry: Dear CityLife, eat a dick. Slam poetry in Vegas doesn’t even have Andy Kenyon in the community right now. She wasn’t even last year’s champion and yet she’s still the masthead. Also, thanks for mentioning poets who haven’t competed since 2001, or poets that have never competed, as current slam poets. Thanks for paying attention. I’m sure they appreciate it.
There’s also some kind of interview/story thing that Figler’s doing about me going into the January issue of Las Vegas Life magazine. I’m not sure whether it’s going to be good or bad for me, while I’m working on getting away from poetry again. Fantastic.
First Friday. Yeah. I’m glad the Book Festival was going on, otherwise I would’ve just dropped off my stuff and left for awhile. I don’t feel like being beholden to something even once a month anymore because people need equipment. Otherwise, the Book Festival poets were fantastic. A lot of good stuff that wasn’t paid attention to, however. I like the idea of a roaming stage, though. Keeps you warm during the evening.
I have a room full of lighted candles now. Not only did a best friend lose a grandfather and an uncle 2 days apart, we’ve lost an old high school friend, and my old college roommate’s brother died this weekend. It’s the most helpless I have felt ever in my life.
Yes, I got a house. I’ve started packing last week. I’m hoping to possibly start moving in by the end of this week. I’m excited about trimming down the clutter in my life and starting fresh in the new year. I’m also very excited about having people over for get-togethers.
My computer got fixed, finally. After being gone for about a month, waiting for a motherboard. It may be why I haven’t been as diligent in posting– I like blogging on this computer more than on the laptop. Hopefully I’ll be better. Hopefully.
I know, not exactly the most exciting of posts. My head’s a mess right now. I am very tired. I wish I could go to Pittsburgh for Christmas, but it’s just not financially feasible right now. I need to get back to reading. I will. And I’m needing to work on some stuff, so I’ll get to it.
apparently.
Nov 6th, 06
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It’s been the year of Kari Being An Asshole. Anyway, it doesn’t need an explanation. I just wanted to put that out there for myself.
But, in better news, I got a house.
reminders.
Nov 3rd, 06
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Things I’m going to write about later: The Cramps, thank you CityLife for still assuming that the Vegas slam world only seems to only consist of Andy Kenyon (and other talented poets who have either never slammed or only slammed for a year), and probably how tonight’s First Friday is going to go, which is to say, I’m not really sure.
And I think I found a house.
things to think about.
Nov 2nd, 06
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So J made a comment yesterday in the office that she and I have been severely lacking in blogging lately. And so, while I watch Lost (Nathan Fillion is on next week. Yes that one), I’ll write about some things that are making me think and and wonder and distract me:
1: Looking for a house. I’ve been looking at townhouses in the past week, and I’m going to be looking at more in the coming couple of weeks. Right now the plan is to get a house by the end of this month, move in, get my house now on the market, and sell it as soon as we get a good offer.
2: Extra hours at work. I need them, I’m not gonna lie. But I’m very tired. Very tired.
3: That Time Of Year. Every year around this time, without fail, I start getting depressed and unmotivated. I haven’t felt like running. I’ve been intermittently working out, but it hasn’t been doing much for me. But I need to stay busy because of that.
4: Voting. I need to vote early tomorrow. But I haven’t even done all of my research yet.
5: Writing. I want to get back into short stories for awhile. But now that I’m used to the process of novel writing, it’s hard.
6: Kingdom Hearts 2. It’s pretty much the only thing that’s making me relax right now.
7: The boy. He gets the fallout from all this, and I don’t like it.
8: First Friday. Did I mention Beau Sia and Derrick Brown are going to be there? It’s the main reason I had to turn down 2 different people to perform at the Las Vegas Poets tent. Also, related to that: I got better things to do than watch drama. ‘Cause it’s going to happen, you know.
9: Slowly trying to give up organizing Las Vegas Slam. Who wants it after this year? Anyone? I’m ready to move on. Seriously.
Tomorrow we’re going to see The Cramps. It’ll be new for me. But I like the idea of going to a show again.
