running on empty
Wednesday, November 30th:
Dunn Bros. was great. If no scoring took place. Heh.
I took a sweet sixth place...let me repeat this part of the show: a sweet sixth place. Took home a box for wine as a prize. Not a box of wine. A box for wine. Crystal took home a sweet Jason Carney t-shirt that I won't print here. Again, heh.
Friday, December 2nd:
Joaquin was kind enough to explain what IWPS was, and to say that I should give it a shot. A good guy, that Joaquin.
IWPS is an national individual poetry competition which they are apparently doing only one last time in 2006. There is a competition to see who gets to represent the Dallas-are poets in a couple weeks, and eligibility for that hinges on coming in first or second at one of two remaining slams. I cannot attend the second one; the first was tonight. I did not make it.
"Despite, despite, despite"...a valiant effort, but badly mis-timed. I came in fourth and had no problem with it. I was resigned to one shot, and I got it. It did, however, make me sit up and realize I can't go off on a slam binge and not have an idea of how long a piece will read. That was just unfortunate, ill-preparation on my part.
Feh.
Saturday, December 3rd:
Aeon Flux and Walk The Line were highly enjoyable. AF was satisfactory science-fiction, something you get very little of these days, and WTL was far better than I expected...all due to Joaquin Phoenix, Reese Witherspoon and the incredible songs of Johnny Cash. I recommend both.
Also saw Murderball, on DVD. Great film. Highly, highly recommend it.
Kicking and Screaming, on the other hand, was a wretched piece of bad "wacky" comedy. Will Ferrell should be a bit more choosy with his movies.
Lastly, saw Les Choristes on cable the other day. It was a marvelous piece of work. Check it out, especially all you teachers who think the job just isn't worth it.
wake up, mr. west! wake up mr. west!
Dunn Bros. was great. If no scoring took place. Heh.
I took a sweet sixth place...let me repeat this part of the show: a sweet sixth place. Took home a box for wine as a prize. Not a box of wine. A box for wine. Crystal took home a sweet Jason Carney t-shirt that I won't print here. Again, heh.
Friday, December 2nd:
Joaquin was kind enough to explain what IWPS was, and to say that I should give it a shot. A good guy, that Joaquin.
IWPS is an national individual poetry competition which they are apparently doing only one last time in 2006. There is a competition to see who gets to represent the Dallas-are poets in a couple weeks, and eligibility for that hinges on coming in first or second at one of two remaining slams. I cannot attend the second one; the first was tonight. I did not make it.
"Despite, despite, despite"...a valiant effort, but badly mis-timed. I came in fourth and had no problem with it. I was resigned to one shot, and I got it. It did, however, make me sit up and realize I can't go off on a slam binge and not have an idea of how long a piece will read. That was just unfortunate, ill-preparation on my part.
Feh.
Saturday, December 3rd:
Aeon Flux and Walk The Line were highly enjoyable. AF was satisfactory science-fiction, something you get very little of these days, and WTL was far better than I expected...all due to Joaquin Phoenix, Reese Witherspoon and the incredible songs of Johnny Cash. I recommend both.
Also saw Murderball, on DVD. Great film. Highly, highly recommend it.
Kicking and Screaming, on the other hand, was a wretched piece of bad "wacky" comedy. Will Ferrell should be a bit more choosy with his movies.
Lastly, saw Les Choristes on cable the other day. It was a marvelous piece of work. Check it out, especially all you teachers who think the job just isn't worth it.
wake up, mr. west! wake up mr. west!
posted by scn at 4:13 PM
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