"Yeah, I said it! Apple for a brain, motherfucker! That's right!"
Here's a post without much purpose.
Some Things I'm Doing Right Now
- Reading Kerouac
- Reading Chabon
- Reading about Walter Payton
- Reading about Gauguin and Tahiti preparatory to writing a story about a young man trying to find his perfect geographical place in the world, which could turn out to be a sort of globe-trotting search for purpose, but that might require me to travel, in which case its production would certainly have to be postponed
Writing a pseudosonnet about the absence of a lover- Writing a story, in the Eggersian mode, about a boy who pays particular attention to mirrors
- Planning a poem about shoulders, perhaps based upon their asexual appeal
- Planning a poem based on the phrase "To a Tobacconist's Indian," perhaps a sort of self-aware 'metapoem' about the construction of a poem based upon a single esoteric phrase
- Worrying about my social development
- Worrying about tomorrow's ASE 1 Commencement Dinner
Oh,
and also,
I got my residence offer from York,
and it is a single room,
which is a good thing for me.
posted by Jean-Michel @ 12:47:00 PM
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1 Comments:
Man, you have a better memory than I do. I have no idea whether at that time I would have said that I was a "shoulder man." The thing about shoulders is that it's like that Seinfeld bit where Elaine thinks Jerry's a leg man, but he says, "Why would I be a leg man? I have legs!", but I don't agree with his analysis, because you can be attracted to like anything, even things that are clearly present in both genders.
So to sum up, bare shoulders are pretty awesome, even if they're big and perhaps manly (within reason).
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