Dec 31, 2010
Dec 30, 2010
on Christmas i discovered a box in my parent's garage full of my old baseball cards. among the collection were a bunch of autographed cards. what no one knew as a kid was that i had my Mom forge almost all of the signatures. she was good at it and more than happy to oblige, a lot of believable variation in signature style. all the kids on the cul de sac thought i was tres cool. in truth, my coolness was a put on, worth less than a 1987 Beckett Baseball Price Guide used for reference at a sports card convention in 2010...
Johnny Sakkis "I’ve always thought it would be interesting to teach a class where we read the books of a certain press, rather than an author, movement or period. Could you imagine anything more disruptive and various? It could be wonderful." --Kyle Schlesinger...if i was a teacher i would do this. fantastic idea.
Dec 29, 2010
Monday Night...
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| Jay is in town, start off the night playing Domino's |
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| Katie started off the afternoon giving Jay acupuncture treatment and warning him to stay off the booze |
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| Jay ignoring Katie laughing and imbibing and racking up points (mustache points!). and then right after i took this photo Cat sneezed up a hurricane Katrina all over my new corduroy shirt |
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| my night is going okay so far despite the fact that, as you can see, i'm shit out of luck this round |
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| and then things started getting grim, i took this photo right before i had to excuse myself, when i realized that everyone was flipping me the bird it really bummed me out, i needed to go to the bathroom to cry it out a little |
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| later that night, drinking rum at a corny bar called The Gulf Of Aiden, it's an Irish themed "Somali Pirate Bar" in Hayes Valley...this is a crappy photo of a 2-story waterfall ride called The Coconut |
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| later that night we ended up at Chevy's Tex Mex in Pleasant Hill, CA...went through FOUR baskets of chips before our food even arrived! |
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| Anthony with the photobomb right after sucking down a Flan-flavored shot of vodka off of our waitress's ample buttocks |
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| Katie and Cat sharing a "Boot" of Fernet Branca, only in San Francisco! photo taken seconds before Cat broke the "Boot" over Katie's head screeching "sometimes you just feel like eating breakfast for dinner...SO SUE ME WHORE!" |
Dec 26, 2010
Dec 24, 2010
here's my SF BAY GUARDIAN YEAR IN LIT: A small assortment of Bay Area book highlights from 2010 contribution...
read the rest of the feature here...
"I told Micah last night that my new book would be a haunted house." Berkeley-based poet Julian Poirier's El Golpe Chileño (Ugly Duckling Presse, 128 pages, $15) is filled with the ghosts of past and present. Essentially a bildungsroman, it tracks Poirier's protagonist's growth from youthful journeyman into adulthood though a kind of mixed-genre Theatre of the Absurd. Vaudeville, comics, memoir, film pitch, epistolary, failed novel, poetry, the carnival, and travelogue are all wielded brilliantly in the hands of Poirier, making for a phantasmagoric reading experience where the whole emerges defiantly greater than the sum of its parts. Poirier writes, "I turned my whole brain into a city and wrote down everything I saw happening there." And indeed it certainly feels that way — the book is ripe with the names of places, of friends living and dead; with lists of dates and years; and with drawings and photographs, making up what Poirier somewhat obliquely labels "The Stolen Universe." El Golpe Chileño is truly a success of form and content, of the high and low, of pop and elegy. (John Sakkis)
read the rest of the feature here...
"I told Micah last night that my new book would be a haunted house." Berkeley-based poet Julian Poirier's El Golpe Chileño (Ugly Duckling Presse, 128 pages, $15) is filled with the ghosts of past and present. Essentially a bildungsroman, it tracks Poirier's protagonist's growth from youthful journeyman into adulthood though a kind of mixed-genre Theatre of the Absurd. Vaudeville, comics, memoir, film pitch, epistolary, failed novel, poetry, the carnival, and travelogue are all wielded brilliantly in the hands of Poirier, making for a phantasmagoric reading experience where the whole emerges defiantly greater than the sum of its parts. Poirier writes, "I turned my whole brain into a city and wrote down everything I saw happening there." And indeed it certainly feels that way — the book is ripe with the names of places, of friends living and dead; with lists of dates and years; and with drawings and photographs, making up what Poirier somewhat obliquely labels "The Stolen Universe." El Golpe Chileño is truly a success of form and content, of the high and low, of pop and elegy. (John Sakkis)
Dec 23, 2010
Dec 22, 2010
it's been 10 days and my lungs still sound like The Blob's adenoids on cocaine
via asthma inhaler lost in the mail for 4 days
just realizing that Bruce Andrews is the perv of the group
via Temblor #4 in the bathroom
Akashic reprinted Matthew Stokoe's controversial book Cows
i read it in two days, i almost threw up 3 times, i have a strong stomach
via the Hagbeast bathroom/dinner scene
Laura Moriarty is buying us all Zachary's Pizza today
via SPD Christmas party
i'm reading The Complete Poems 1927-1979 by Elizabeth Bishop
i'm having a hard time liking her early work
via my mind wanders midway through the poems
i'm very nearly out of food at my apartment, 2 cans of disgusting light Minestrone soup is all that's left
via i haven't been grocery shopping for months
this week is going on forever, i wish i had food poisoning so it was Christmas already
via i've been sick all week but still working which is still better than laying in bed all day watching 9 hours of Law & Order SVU on Netflix
going to miss my families Christmas party tonight because of the asthma
via don't want to scare off family members
i'm about to play Secret Santa for 4 people and i can't wait
via HTML Giant and SPD
via asthma inhaler lost in the mail for 4 days
just realizing that Bruce Andrews is the perv of the group
via Temblor #4 in the bathroom
Akashic reprinted Matthew Stokoe's controversial book Cows
i read it in two days, i almost threw up 3 times, i have a strong stomach
via the Hagbeast bathroom/dinner scene
Laura Moriarty is buying us all Zachary's Pizza today
via SPD Christmas party
i'm reading The Complete Poems 1927-1979 by Elizabeth Bishop
i'm having a hard time liking her early work
via my mind wanders midway through the poems
i'm very nearly out of food at my apartment, 2 cans of disgusting light Minestrone soup is all that's left
via i haven't been grocery shopping for months
this week is going on forever, i wish i had food poisoning so it was Christmas already
via i've been sick all week but still working which is still better than laying in bed all day watching 9 hours of Law & Order SVU on Netflix
going to miss my families Christmas party tonight because of the asthma
via don't want to scare off family members
i'm about to play Secret Santa for 4 people and i can't wait
via HTML Giant and SPD
Johnny Sakkis the problem with Buffy is that we all talk about the great episodes. the "silent" episode, the "musical" episode, the "one where her mom dies and is convincing as a dead person" episode while ignoring the all the other totally shite episodes that make up the majority of the show. almost done with season 5 and to be honest, Buffy is not a good show. Buffy has neat episodes. but as a show? its just not very good.
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