What can I say about Writers’ Block’s Founder’s Night? People brought new work, dusted off some old poems – dusted off themselves to come out for the first time in awhile. It’s family, and I’m honored to be a part of it. Scott and Vernell have sustained a loving and supportive creative venue for fifteen years and I cannot thank them enough.
Did a new piece called “Slam Poet Junction” in which I took a scythe to slam poetry topics and put a dagger to the throat of my own work. You never know how new work is going to go in such a crowded setting, and I went first so I got to set the tone of the evening. Yes, the title is Schoolhouse Rock based. Yes, there is singing. Yes, it would sound good with bongos, er, congas backing it up!
Wrote it after watching a DVD of the IWPS 2009 finals; There was some very good poetry read, but I’m not sure it traveled well. Kind of like really, really enjoying a wine during a tasting at the winery. Meeting the winemaker, seeing the vineyards, then when you buy a bottle of the wine you just had and take it home, it does not taste as good. Terroir matters.
The week continued with my son’s school bus not showing up on time, again, on Thursday morning. It finally showed up when he was supposed to be in school. Transportation heard from me. The bus driver heard from me. They know I am not pleased with their lack of punctuality.
I finally got the title to the car and went to the BMV to get license plates. There was no one there. No waiting at the BMV is a great thing to receive.
There was a snow event in the city yesterday so the drive home from work last night was an adventure. I took it slow and steady, as did most of the commuters. There was one mini-van that went into the ditch on Fisher Road, but no one was hurt. Wound up getting all my errands done.
On getting home I found my Scottish Wife in our parking space, shoveling a path for me to park. That was sweet. She even shoveled the back walk while I put the new plates on the car. I shoveled the front, and the sidewalk of my neighbor. We ended up with about six inches of snow.
The car was frozen shut this morning and I had to chip away and wait to finally be able to get in though one of the back doors, push open the front doors – great fun in single digit temperatures, in the dark. Scraping the car of ice and snow was finger numbing, even in gloves. It could be worse. Wanted to head out to the car graveyard and salvage a couple of small parts for the interior tomorrow morning, but temperatures are once again going to be cold. So I’ll end up back at work for a couple of hours and will hopefully be able to see my son in the pool too.
Writers’ Block First Draft tonight. Nuku Haiku, including the haiku death match. Starts at eight at Kafe Kerouac. Admission is a mere three dollars. You can’t beat that!
There was a lovely moon set in the west that I got to see from the large window behind me. Nice way to get the day going.
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My car freezes up every year. Someone told me I should coat the windows/doors with WD40 before the freeze to prevent it, but I have yet to try that.
I loved seeing the moon on my drive in this morning. It gave me something to distract me from the idiots on the road. I fear with Kegel, I've become one of those impatient snow drivers that I always used to hate.
I'm so bummed that I've been sick this week and missed out on the WB goodness. Not sure I'll make it tonight either. :-(
Doing some googling on the WD40 for locks and am getting completely opposing views. Ah the internet :)
Feel better. Get out tonight, even if it's freaking freezing out!
My locks haven't been freezing, but my windows freeze up every year. I did some googling as well, and the consensus seems to be to stay away from WD40 at all costs, but to use some kind of silicone spray.
No one wants to be around me right now, so I'm probably going to stay in. You wouldn't be able to hear the haiku over my hacking and sniffling. I'm only at work because I have no benefits, so I won't get paid unless I'm here.
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