I dreamt

I have a dream published on the Annandale Dream Gazette. 

It is called "The MFA in Mixed Martial Arts"

I have moved the two dream links on the sidebar from the "fiction" to the "nonfiction" section. (They are also the same link, just posted twice.  The link is to my author page on that site. Brilliant marketing strategy on my part.)

Makes sense, right? (Who cares.)

radical excitement and apathy

i have been reading a lot about the riots/insurrection in england, still not

i kind of want to ask crispin best, ben brooks, or lee rourke about it, but i assume they probably are bogged down with lots of people asking about it

read a quick thing on reddit this morning that said that the iranian premier was urging the british government/police to show restraint

i am not sure if it was from a joke website

has anyone heard about the protests planned on wall street in september on constiution day?

is anyone planning on going?

i dont know

obviously there is most likely more than a coincidence to the fact that revolutions are occuring elsewhere in the world and then now this is happening in london/england (seems to be spreading to various cities somewhat rapidly, read that rubber bullets may be approved to suppress it, seems like a lot of looters and also a lot of pissed off people who arent in it just for looting maybe, appears that the entire government of the country was on vaca when this broke out, what a surprise)

the student protests last year were much milder but possibly some of the same contigencies/reasons

i think there are a lot of people in the western world or maybe as a whole who are immigrants, young, poor, or any combination who hate how shit has been developing

people feel like meat kind of, like they are getting put through a grinder and they dont have choices, maybe, i dont know 

(kind of should probably stop writing about politics)

and then a lot of other people who hate how shit is going but they want the governments to stop spending money and enhancing social welfare programs and worrying about people's rights

and then lots of of people who are apathetic to varying degrees

i probably would want to place myself somewhere between the first and third groupings

although i think the first and second actually have a lot more in common, at least emotionally, ugh i need to stop typing

reading the bbc, same stories over and over again with just a few words/sentences changed, pretty much more or less

reading the nytimes, ditto

reading reddit, some more obscure/less publicized things referenced there

reading we who are about to die

yall should check out that site, i like that site a lot, it has an actual political involement, which is nice everyonce in a while

there are some good recent posts up on there about the riots (although the most recent post is, coincidentally, about the reading mentioned in my previous post, it just has pics and links, but check out some of the other posts on there, interesting takes on politics)

html giant isnt saying anything about it really.  there was a post about the global market, specifically relating to the publishing industry, which i guess is tangentially related to this, because of the international economic implications of the debt crap

i like html giant though bc its usually somewhat depoliticized and talks about writing/lit/culture mainly

but i like we who are about to die bc of the opposite or whatever

cant form any coherent thoughts

are left-leaning people like me stupid how we always get spikes in our political interest/excitement about shit like this?

is the the world ending?

wikileaks

the "arab spring"

credit as the economic judgment of the morality of a human

us getting into some more wars leaving getting back in too many military bases or whatever

i think i dont really like violence, even though it interests me.  if asked my direct moral beliefs on it i would have to think for a bit.  is that apathetic?

think most people would say they dont like violence though, of course its all relative/conditional/contextual.

is it just everyone's interest/excitement gets spiked with shit like this?

feel like those of us who are into left or radical politics maybe always jump on shit like this when it happens (see 1968, for example.  of course, see 1848 for somewhat of a counterexample)

thinking about sartre.....

thinking about camus.....

i think i might watch the newest episode of "breaking bad" or "curb your enthusiasm" because i am getting a headache

i read

i read at the reading for the kickoff of poncho peligroso's poetry tour last night.  it was great.

i spent most of the night sitting on a couch feeling what one might call "pleasantly alienated." (i would love to deconstruct that phrase some other time)  much of the conversation i overheard was related to twitter, tao lin, blog commenting thread battles, etc.  which was cool because usually i talk about like food and music and "great books" and shit with most people.

i rolled up with a crew of four male friends of mine and there was only around 10 people already at the apartment.  we sat on the couch and drank beer and shit.  i spoke briefly to steve, poncho, and spencer madsen over the course of the night.  and some other people.

beach sloth was how one might have expected him to be, although i didnt know what to expect.  he was very talkative, very excited, seemed to be having a genuinely good time.  i have enjoyed his blog, from time to time.  i hope someday he writes a post about me.

roggenbuck was very good.  so was everyone else.

i gchatted with jess dustchmann once in a group chat.  i remembered reading her on "annandale dream gazette", as i am also on the "annandale dream gazette."

spencer madsen read several things after i read.  he read his poem about mallory whitten and jordan castro.  that was my main prior knowledge of his work, also.  i said hi to him and we talked about something. i believe i said "you wrote the book of tweets, right?" which probably made me sound like an asshole.  he replied "well, yeah, theres poetry and stuff, too." his reading was good.  he likes to cwhine about sexual frustration a bit, which is something i generally like.

mike bushnell was really good.  i was blown away.  there had been several loud bros kind of interrupting/jeering/livening up the reading up until he read.  then one of the bros pretended to be taking a cell phone call and walking right past mike bushnell as he was in the middle of a poem.  mike started screaming at him and smashed something on his head.  it was really interesting and funny.  i was fooled.  it was staged. great.

as the reading continued i began to be uncomfortable with the decision to position myself on the couch.  it prevented me from being as mobile as i would have liked in terms of talking to people.  i got up at some point and remained standing for the rest of the reading.

a poet named ras mashramani read some very out there sex shit.  it was entertaining, although unfortunately by that point people were starting to get fidgetty and talk more (the room was very packed and hot).

poncho was great.  i like his poetry.  i should try to articulate my thoughts better.

in a video (somewhere) i remember poncho saying that he wanted the reading to be less academia and more punk rock.  seems it was successful.

anyways, yeah it was fun.  to any readers i didnt mention, you were good, but i am still very hungover and i need to tie the knot on this entry and i dont even know if "tie the knot" is the right phrase to be using.

id like to see the video of the event.

piece out

statistical and critical analysis of my move from bed stuy to harlem (with bonus moving day eve photo shoot)

i moved from bed stuy to west harlem

i called to turn off something, a utlitity of some some sort, and the lady on the line congratulated me

i believe this was because my mailing address city is no longer brooklyn and now is manhattan

i said "yeah, im moving to manhattan"

i measured some of the bigger and more easily measurable objects in my former room that i was moving to my current room

Here are the results: (all measurements are in inches, and are ordered by length x width x height)

room i moved out of:
12 x 9 x 9.5

1x bed (including mattress and box spring)
74 x 54 x16

1x white dresser with paint chipping off
32 x 19 x 37

1x ibanez guitar amp that sucks
14 x 8 x 14

1x gorilla guitar amp that sucks
13.5 x 9 x 17

1x fender guitar amp that sucks (i actually gave this away the day i moved)
18 x 8 x 16

1x big suitcase
30 x 20 x 12

1x small suitcase
20 x 15 x 8

1x bookcase
51 x 23 x 23

2x boxes filled with random stuff
22 x 22 x 21.5

1x U-Haul Cargo Van
9 x 5.5 x 4.25

room i moved into
10.25 x 10.25 x 10.25


BONUS______________________________


photo shoot i did of myself on the day before i moved:

UPDATE________I TOOK DOWN THE RESULTS OF THE PHOTO SHOOT BECAUSE MY BLOG IS OPENING TO SLOW BC I HAVE TOO MANY VIDS/PICS ON IT>>>I AM NOT GOING TO BE ABLE TO HAVE ANY MEDIA ON MY BLOG FOR THE NEXT SIX MONTHS OR SOMETHING UNTIL THE POSTS WITH LOTS OF VIDS ARE GONE>>>>SORRY

I am reading this weekend in bushwick.  if you live in nyc, make it out.  peligroso and roggenbuck (linked to the left) are the "headliners"

speaking of roggenbuck, he published an "internet poem" by me recently.  it is here.