Today we went to school to do the senior video but nothing was ready. Waste of my life.
I got the postcards from Fred and neither Gene or myself were too thrilled with the way they turned out so we re-printed them. They look better. (No offense Fred) (Jerk).
Gene is generously doing the printing at no cost to me. I really appreciate that. I, of course, feel that it's my responsibility. Even though he insists, I still feel guilty.
I have some money for frames and mattes, though.
I went to see my Eva read some poems last night. I'm sorry, but...it was kind of boring. Eva wasn't boring, though. I like her poems and all, but I'm just not a big poetry person. I won a raffle. I got a book of poetry by Thomas Lux (whoever the hell that is) which I am proud to say I'll never read.
After Eva was finished, we listened to open mic poetry. Seriously? Talk about snoozers. Boring, terrible. I mean, really. A mentally challenged squirrel could write better poetry than some of the stank I heard in those god awful 20 minutes.
I wanted to snap my fingers after it was all over.
Beatniks.
:P
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Ha Ha, poetry usually sucks especially the kind read at open mic nights (or so I hear). Remember Jo's sexually explicit poems in her collection "Roller coaster Emotions". I'm glad your postcards printed well. When is the show?
Oh god. I mentioned her to Gene and Jen...and they had nothing good to say about her. The show opening is saturday may 3rd from 2pm-5pm. I'll make an official blog about it tomorrow. stay tuned. :)
Allision,
Wow. Nice criticism. wow. I'm not sure if I will ever have you read my poetry. That's not true, if I write some, I would let you read it. But I would wear a shield and carry a hanky.
Ryan
why would you need a hanky?
>:l
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