Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
the second tape i threw out of a window
in Senor Hoffmann’s 10th grade Espanol, i threw a listening comprehension
cassette tape out the second-floor classroom window
while El Profesor was out of the room &
everybody saw me do it –
after Mitchell Kent bet me $5 i wouldn’t
Once El Profesor realized the tape was gone, he freaked
his stooped little bald headed thick-ass glasses-ed
self out & announced his plan to ferret out
the criminal(s) – which was more homework
for everybody, more quizzes, and bringing in
Dr. Sullivan (aka Dr. Vullisan) the slick smirky steely Asst. Principal
and the singling out of the 1
kid in the class of color as the likely perp.
he was from the
named Alfonso Hernandez mr. charming &
he was getting blamed for it if nobody (me)
stepped up and admitted it. The reason Al got blamed is
because i’d written a note to El Professor
in semi-broken Espanol (thereby throwing him off
my trail – i had bueno enspanol) saying that
“I threw the tape out the window & ‘the
machine that eats the grass ate the tape’”-
which was true – by the time i
looked for the tape the next week, it was
gone, in its place cut grass.
so Al was getting blamed, Dr. Sullivan was
called in, El Profesor wasn’t letting it
go like i'd thought he would and
fucking Mitchell kent that rat
bastard hadn’t given me $5.
so i fessed up & had to go
to Dr. Sullivan’s office & explain it &
he was kind of laughing the whole
time & instead he talked about writing
his dissertation on Eliot’s “The Hollow Men”
and gave me a copy of the
poem out of his file cabinet to keep &
it was about men stuffed with
straw of clothes stuffed with straw and
just about how fake everything is. So he let me off with a
copy of “The Hollow Men” & a bill for $35.50
to replace the whole set of tapes
from D.C. Heath Publishing Company.
El Profesor had to think it was funny deep
down, too & Al was proud of me for
coming clean i’ll never forget his eyes
in class when he realized he was the one
being singled out wrongly accused
in the end we’re
all alright
except for fucking Mitchell kent who
never gave me my $5
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Friday, September 01, 2006
come on out to clip n' dale's!
CLIP N' DALE'S!
here's the video commercial! i'm in it, along with buffalo rose & padres jen.
here are some outtakes from beforehand at don's cocktails down the street
donde estan her pantalones?
jen, me, don & rose
ready to go make a commercial!
what a mind scrambling trip! thanks to guadalajara joe, armando telemundo, grandma mary, barbie gottabigbooty, DALE, kevin, danielle & linda for making it all happen!
Thursday, August 31, 2006
wasp 2
ginger ale bottle
soapy water to make it harder to fly
honey all in the bottleneck
fingers crossed
here it is in its spot under where the wasp mainly daubs all day
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
wasp
black
oval head
tiny waist
long gold legs hang off its back
it's been in the house the past few days
morning afternoon
must sleep at night
hangs out next to desk in corner ceiling
next to painting
zooms in near my head
thru closed doors
window cracks
it sees me try to take its picture
i look at camera to hit button
for just one second
look up
there it is
every time
hovering buzzing the sound of 5 flies or more at once
right at my head face level
i turn & run & scramble backwards
scream "FUCK" and "GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKER"
involuntarily and hope for its death
hope it is old & about to die
hope it flies into a moving vehicle
hope it stings me when i'm not looking
just get it over with
i take down the painting it hangs out around & there are 20-ish blobs of mud caked onto the side where the fucker's been building a nest
i took down the painting & look forward to tomorrow when it comes back & its project has been relocated to the kitchen
i got 2 flyswatters tonight in preparation and also have a strapping young man visiting tomorrow who can help me get rid of this pest if i need it
i painted something today while the terrorist held my office hostage with its endless swooping diving buzzing
as long as a crayon
black
oval head
tiny waist
long gold legs hang off its back
(just the other day parttown told me about tarantula hawks
and i see on the schmidt sting pain index that wasps hurt.)
here's the wasp nest hung up & reflected in jay archibald's watermelon orchids
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
topcat lisa
Monday, August 28, 2006
wine country temecula this weekend
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
august 18
sick sweet
heavy sweet
full mid august heat
heavy sun full
day turns honey brown
drip drop heavy sweet
sludge of spring summer
accumulates here bucket
swill together dark full
droplets amber sun heavy gold
drops dark red full burst
angle more steep sooner does creep
dark fall full deep
fall from gold heat
beat beat beat beat
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