I am in here.
Our local PBS station has this guy’s show on all the time, it seems (Welk, not Zeldman). I must live in the last bastion of the world where people actually like Lawrence Welk. đĄ Jeffrey Zeldman Presents: Lawrence Welk, Post-Modernist: CLOSER TO HOME than your mailbox, more baffling than Kabuki, and far funnier than “Saturday … Continue reading What there is a lot of here in Cincinnati…
Out with Other Patti today for lunch and the watching of Stupid TVâ˘. I needed some lovely tuna fish in my stomach. On the other hand, I was too unwilling to look at the headlines from France today. I hate watching a civilization that I both love, and love to hate, self-implode. I suppose though, … Continue reading Lunch and stuff
So just how do you go about being a poet? Is it like a job you go to every day, from nine-to-five on the day shift, and collect a sort-of living wage? And then try to forget about it at night with TV and a beer? Because you can’t get back to sleep any other … Continue reading The job of a poet
Other Patti just brought up something I hadn’t thought of… She hasn’t commented since I changed the blog format to Michael Heilemann’s K2 theme. I questioned her about it, and she said she had not sent in a comment because she didn’t know how â Other Patti, and all you confused people out there… Just … Continue reading How To Comment
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