Thursday, November 30, 2006


My lovely friend, Jac Jemc, has some poetry in the current issue of Elimae (

Check it out.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006


Last night, there was a woman in the alley outside my window and she was howling at the moon.

She woke me up a few times with her dirty language and her loud, confident condemnation of all neighbors who dared to ask her to SHUT UP. She consistently replied "Fuck. You! Fuck. You!" and so on. I'd drift to sleep and then I'd hear "oh, Fuck. You." real loud.

In and out of sleep for three hours, I heard her yowling and mumbling and shouting. The way her voice echoed between the buildings, it sounded like she was floating right outside my window.

When I woke up this morning, I tried to convince myself that it was just a very real-seeming dream, but I knew that it was no subconscious imagining. There really was a mad woman in my alley last night. And three stories down she was having her way with the sounds of night and the directions of sleep.

Friday, November 24, 2006

I thought I saw Icarus

Just a little hanging out at the airport time here. I'm in Minneapolis (or am I in Bloomington?) and I'm just waiting on a plane. I actually like the act of flying. Swooping up and trying to see my house from the sky (which I actually did on the way out of Chicago). I don't like anything else about flying. The people, the hassle, the having to leave the house at 6am so I can be at work by 11. No funsters.

I am currently attempting to cut out the sound of the airport. The people around me chomping on scones and breakfast sandwiches. Kids pointing out the wings of the plane. Business calls. I'm just cruising the internets, downloading music, trying to write something more than rambling here.

I grew up here, in Minnesota, but it never felt like home. Neither did Ithaca, Los Angeles, Boston, or Chicago. So I'll just keep moving around until I find a place I can call my own. Maybe somewhere warm. Maybe somewhere with a porch I can sit on all year round. And I'll get a dog.

pretty song.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

a pen pal would be nice, i think

I'm working on a story about writing a letter. I like this story, It's actually part of an old story that just didn't go anywhere, but a story that I've always really kind of loved. So, now, I'm breaking that old story into bits and pieces and turning those pieces into stories of their own. And currently, I'm writing a story about writing a letter.

People just don't write letters anymore. I'd like to be a person to try to bring it back. But I've never been able to maintain addresses. I think, wouldn't it be nice to send my friends birthday cards, but I don't know all of their birthdays. So, random letters should be fine, right? But I can never maintain the addresses. Everyone's always moving, roaming about, pursuing their dreams and whatnot. But, one day, I'll be a grey haired hag. And I'll have a nifty little writing desk with a nifty little drawer. And in that drawer I'll keep some nifty little stationary and a niftly felt-tip pen. Darling stamps and precious envelopes. And, dear friends, I will write letters.

On to music.

Some time ago, I was perusing the Internets and I stumbled upon a charming young man with a lot of musical talent. Where can I download his music?! I thought! Because the sounds streaming from his website were so delightful! Nowhere, my computer replied, you have to buy his cd... Do what now? I asked, as I have not bought a cd in over a year, partially due to low finances and partially due to-why buy a cd when I can download? And then, I thought, here's a guy, not too famous, making good music, I should support him. So I wrote his name in my notebook and promised myself that, come next payday, I would purchase the cd...

...As I said, that was some time ago...

...Today, I was listening to 89.3, The Current and I heard a delightful song, I raced to the Current website, where they update the playlist as the songs are on the air and I read the name and I said, hmm, familiar. And then I found the website and I saw the picture and I said. A-ha. And then I looked in my notebook and I said, bad m.lady, you swore to buy the cd. So I promise, I will buy it. As soon as I'm done telling all of you (all 4 of you) that his name is...


Wednesday, November 01, 2006

if I was a radio...and who's to say I'm not (part 1)

  • "Bridges and Balloons" The Decemberists (Joanna Newsom cover)
  • "Flyin' " Regina Spektor
  • "Children of the Revolution" T.Rex
  • "Anthems for a Seventeen Year Old Girl" Broken Social Scene
  • "I Don't Feel Like Dancin' " The Scissor Sisters
  • "Are You That Somebody" Alliyah
  • "Human" The 6ths
  • "White Daisy Passing" Rocky Votolato
  • "Standing in the Way of Control" The Gossip
  • " 'Cause I Love Her" The Brian Jonestown Massacre
  • "As Tears Go By" Marianne Faithful
  • "Thinking of Dream I Had" The Walkmen
  • "Always on My Mind" Elvis Presley
  • "The Book of Right-On" Joanna Newsom
  • "Ante Up" MOP
  • "Steady Rollin' " Two Gallants
  • "The Wildwood Flower" The Carter Family
  • "As I Rise" The Decemberists
  • "Van Helsing Boombox" Man Man
  • "Jews for Jesus Blues" Clem Snide
  • "Creep" Damien Rice
  • "Make Out Fall Out Make Up Love is All
  • "A Minor Incident" Badly Drawn Boy
  • "I'm Just Raw" Lyrics Born