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Showing posts with label kafe kerouac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kafe kerouac. Show all posts
Saturday, February 22, 2014

Now if there really was a Swear Jar millions would be made

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I was on stage at Kafe Kerouac reading a poem. It had a few very naughty words in it. Mid-poem Rachel R. got up, came on stage, looked aroun...
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Thursday, May 16, 2013

Whirlwind of overwhelming

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All of the busy, and the sleep deprivation caught up with me at a workshop this morning when a cluster headache decided to throw a party beh...
Thursday, February 28, 2013

This week I got everyone's name right

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There were nineteen poets on the open mic list at Writers' Block last night. My job was to get them all on stage and keep the audience e...
Thursday, July 26, 2012

Right Poem, Wrong time? Wrong poem, right time?

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Fascinating evening of poetry and slam at Writers’ Block last night, Erik the Viking seems to be becoming a regular and should get his card ...
Friday, May 18, 2012

Come for the poetry, stay for the poetry.

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Hey I'm doing a reading tonight at Kafe Kerouac! Starts at 10:30. Ends at 10:45. After that, there will be many other poets doing an a...
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I am the man who tells you something. Then you say, "someone said" this. I am forgettable, unless I do something wrong. Then you complain about me to management. You should all come to Writers Block Poetry on Wednesday nights at Kafe Kerouac. I have a Scottish wife. I have son who is filled with sweetness. Another year of changes is ahead, good changes.
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