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• Home and rested from Buffalo. Wish I could take today off though. #fb #
• Here's the link to my new blog post: http://bit.ly/1QN93L Still don't know why that isn't working. #
• I have mixed feelings about the Gypsy House Cafe. Maybe they'll mix again after I eat. #
• The snow pellets' rhythm was only enhanced by Dan Deacon's song "Wham City." #
• Snowflake in the eye! Frozen eye! #fb #
• Ended up putting my gloves on around Mississippi ave. Not a cold ride, exactly, but . . . #fb #
• A guy at the bar last night showed us a picture of Bukowski and Paris Hilton reading Sun Tzu together. #fb #
• "The world in the evening seems fraught with the absence of promise, if you are a married man." -Barthelme #

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Many thanks to Jess, I’ve kind of started writing again. Here are some bits:

1.
      Formidably quiet. Yes he was. Not only that, but they had to turn it up.
      He owns eight handkerchiefs, and two of them are embroidered Saturday. But there doesn’t seem to be any system, and he might carry Wednesday on Sunday. Someone asked him about it once.
      He whispered, “You’re dead.”
      He whispered, “Once more.”
      Measured quietude is more effective. But then. . . .
      But then he was on top of him, biting his cheeks, ripping the flesh away from his face, and spitting it away before lunging in for more. His fingers were making bruises where they weren’t breaking the flesh and if he had said anything during the frenzy, he would have said it calmly, quietly.
      And he would have said it again, would have looked him right in his one, dangling eye and said it again.

2.
      Surely that clicking is annoying, but what about the chewing of ice? It seems much nicer just clattering with the whiskey. Sour mash? Single malt? Don’t let’s be getting things mixed up now. I’ll take a sprig of juniper. I’ll take a spray of mint. There are reasons and then there are reasons. There are swigs and sips and slugs. There are wicker chairs.
      One idea might be to reupholster the cushions, perhaps paint the trim. One idea might be to move the willow just sixteen feet to the south and attempt to salvage the view. Or we might or we could just or even perhaps but no, let’s just sleep on it.
      In the middle of the night, the lattice-work warps, the wicker waves and reweaves itself. In the morning, there’s no more reason to sleep on it. The willow remains, but we can no longer see out, and there’s no place to sit anyway.
      Thank goodness, and I think I’ll have another, thank you.

3.
      Somewhere, she thought, somewhere there is a photograph where people are baring too many teeth, convinced for whatever reason that this moment is the happiest—No, she thought, it isn’t happiness that people show with their teeth, at least not always—sometimes, yes, that she had to admit, but not always—no, what people usually showed with their teeth was what they thought happiness might be. She didn’t believe, like many of her more cynical friends, that most people were desperately unhappy; rather, she was quite convinced that people simply didn’t know what happiness was—not something lasting but just moments, brief moments, which, now that she thought about it, could probably only be captured by a camera—and what she wanted, what she was looking for, was a photograph where too many people were baring their teeth at a singular, central character who had come to them to elicit this very facial expression. He would, of course, be wearing white gloves. What, she wondered, do white gloves have to do with happiness? But these are my desires, she though, I’m the one painting—no, composing this photograph which must already exist somewhere in the world. What else? The color red? Supple leather? Yes and no. Both of these things and something more. Three shades of red, and something blue and the leather, upon further rumination, seemed inconsequential to her. It was the other thing that drew her, and yet, she couldn’t name it, or didn’t want to. Perhaps I’ll focus on the reds some more, she thought.

• Yo La Tengo put on a great show last night. I had a great day all around. Looking forward to another! #
• A nap after teaching, dinner, a cup of tea . . . it's only 8, and I'm ready for bed again. #fb #
• &now starts today. I'm going tomorrow, and presenting on Saturday. I am not yet prepared. #fb #
• @LairdHunt So jealous. in reply to LairdHunt #
• Chicago-style pizza and Colorado beer because I'm jealous of @LairdHunt but happy where I am. #
• heel cooling it at lovely midway (edit of @LairdHunt) (but no less true) #
• @cornelln Currently in Buffalo. Is Youse Guys Dem Guys guys an ethnicity? in reply to cornelln #
• Yes, physical residue does accrete slower than mental. #&now #

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• Waking up. Don't want to clean. Where is the greasy food? #
• PJs, hot toddy, Meet Me in St. Louis, wife knitting, cats on my lap. My god, I'm domesticated. #fb #
• Sat on a wet bench to wait for the bus. #fb #
• Don't wanna. #
• A perfect fall day for a ride to school: warm in the sun; cool in the shadows. #
• I am wishing I could just go downstairs and play video games until it's time to go to bed. Screw class prep. #fb #
• I always write a lesson plan/lecture notes. Things hardly ever go as planned. #
• Oohr-soh-nah-teh: http://bit.ly/2QHt3Y #
• What happened in the red Toyota Corolla hatchback with black leather interior, spoiler, green hood, and a dent in the right front fender? #
• Is it possible to "explain" aspects of Finnegans Wake via the concept of the gutter in comics, or have I scarred these children? #fb #
• You would think something described as Sixteen Candles + Napoleon Dynamite would = better than this. #
• I love breakfast. http://twitpic.com/kpxjv #
• Even cold and in a sandwich, that was some seriously tasty "meat"loaf I made. #fb #
• @Colter_Burkey Why yes! As well as oat meal with bananas, grapefruit juice, and coffee. in reply to Colter_Burkey #
• I don't cook, and yet. . . . Here's the second food post of the day: Acorn squash with apple, pear, raisins, and bourbon. #fb #
• Second? No, third! #
• "This should only take a few moments. Thank you for continuing to hold. We have important information for you." #
• @cornelln Can't wait to see the shots. in reply to cornelln #
• I-25 betwen Ft. Collins & Denver looked like February. #fb #

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• I really don't know the first thing about yardwork. #fb #
• Leaky water heater!

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• Brand new water heater!

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• "To enumerate every concrete thing in the world would exhaust me, and the reader too. . . ." -Robert Walser #
• Has a comic book/graphic novel ever illuminated/explained a text-based novel for you? Leave a comment. #fb #
• The bus is overrun with giggling high school girls. #
• Buntport's Indiana, Indiana was as beautiful as the novel. Thanks Buntport & @LairdHunt. #
• Replaced the water heater Monday. Today, neither the dryer nor the furnace is working. Home ownership! #fb #
• As I suspected, the furnace's pilot light was out. Now I know where it is, and how to relight it. #shouldaknownanyway #fb #

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