August 24, midnight
(Lovejoy's)
Still movin' to New Orleans
signs everywhere
little things
words from people
snippets of
conversation
whisper
New Orleans
everywhere.
Grumpy mellow out after a couple of beers
what's the future
of future
Quantum Theology
same frock
but versed in Blues
The Body remembers
fun
friends not focused on retirement -
live or die,
lipstick on
fetish marks.
Writing just to feel the pen move
feels good,
like
FOOTBALL!!FOOTBALL!!!FOOTBALL!!!
SHIT! I spilled beer all over my notebook
with than enthusiastic
football thingy
I'd rather be a bartender
than a superhero
or are they the same
in Quantum Psychology
English Prime rhetoric?
Hell, why don't they just say, "Americans tend to act in very lazy ways"
leave it at that.
August 24, noon
(Mojo's)
I'm not sure how many days are in August,
man, I could
just go on writing forever in this format
no,
keeping track of the day would drive me nuts.
I'm pretty sure that this really is the 24th
but the only way I really know is by
looking at the day before and get that date
so this whole thing could be fucked.
Don't really feel like writing today,
just drink coffee
stare at the street
I got an idea for a new Naropa scholarship
the
"Survive by Wits Alone" Scholarship:
$10,000 cash
for a semester (with the possibility of recipiant repetition)
Write an essay
of EXACTLY 1000 words (they will be counted)
with the title
"If I'm so damn smart, how come I need $10,000"
The topic should
somehow reflect the title
preference will
be given to creative use of curse words and
unique submission format (but PLEASE no shards of glass)
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