Thursday, May 24, 2012

90% Blog Post Vaporizes (¿WAS IT THE ALBÓNDIGAS?)

Dagnabit.  Who likes it when the post, unsaved, disappears while downloading photos?  

"Not I," said the cow.  

Not I," said the the pig.  

"Not I," said the horse.

"Not I," said the sheep.

The Little Red Hen kept her flippin' beak shut and worked harder.


Short version: no photos (imagine handsome, glamorous people's faces in this spot) this time around.

Poetry Stew (David McIntire at ArtLife Gallery in El Segundo) gave a fabulous poetry read last Thursday, featuring Adrian Wyatt and a slew of talented open micers.  I am now painfully aware of the taunting carousel of shame at my dry cleaners.

Valley Poets (Brantingham et al) gave a rousing good-bye party to the Village Book Shop last Saturday, with the Best of the Best of previously featured poets.  I had them all posted in reverse alphabetical order, then the post disappeared.

Suffice it to say that male genitalia figured largely at both events.  
Thank you, poets Wyatt and Creley.  Loved it.


  1. It was a great reading! The only problem, you didn't read Marta!

  2. Hey, John! Thanks for your comment and your vote of confidence. I've been cruising under the poetry radar lately, but that doesn't mean I'm not a cookin' up something...