kitchen poems
Tuesday, November 27, 2001
should i add.. "without getting caught" ?hi peeps. been missing ya.
misery chick 9:00 PM
Monday, November 26, 2001
The version of that saying that I heard: "Talent borrows, genius steals."
Sam del Rosario 10:13 PM
Here are some kewl lines i pulled from the kp thread--hey, they say good writers borrow lines, great writers steal them:"She is cute, though; kickboxer; wears her feminism on her sleeve"
"i am the left over poster child of the new economy"
"i feel like an unfit mother
who doesn't really know how to hold a baby.""The story was heard thru all the kingdoms
of 3 brothers without mothers."
john park 9:28 PM
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
FREEE WRITE!!!!I feel like shit because I haven't written anything in a while and when I go home from work, I just catch up on TV or hang out with friends which is cool but it's not really helping my productivity. Sucks. Thanksgiving is a couple days away and next thing I know it'll be January. I'm training for Elder Abuse Investigator stuff but today all the Senior investigators are out in the field and I'm in the office just doing paperwork but I'm not sure what the paperwork shoueld be like. Gilmore Girls tonight so that'll be cool. I'm taping it so I"ll probably just watch it tonight at 2AM further perpetuating my fucked up sleeping schedule. In perpetuity. Maybe it would be a good idea for me to sleep early for once. I don'tthink I've been asleep before midnight in a long time. Maybe I did when I was in the philippines but that's only because of jet lag. Neko Case is playing the Abbey Pub tomorrow night adn I'm supposed to find out tonight if this girl wanted to go a girl I kinda like but who I haven't had a chance to follow up on. Probably indicative that I'm not as smitten as I once was. It's very rare for me to find a woman who has the same music tastes as I for some reason. She is cute, though; kickboxer; wears her feminism on her sleeve. She could have a better sense of humor. Boyfriend, though. She only mentions him in the context of problem they are having. I'm trying not to read too much into it but I think she's going out with him because she feels sorry for him, wants to "rescue" him. She ain't gonna break up with him and he'd be nuts to break up with her. So the question is, just how nuts is this guy who I know nothing about except that he is "sweet and intelligent and his family doesn't treat him well". Oh, well. I love Neko Case more anyway. She's dreamy.
Sam del Rosario 4:34 PM
no kitchen poems. no kitchen poems.i'm feining for a dose of freewrite.
misery chick 12:36 PM
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
a painter's block is the color blue.
a writer's block is an erasable pen.
a web designer's block is a bad logo.a job hunter's block is an attitude in which you think you're the shit and you can apply for any computer job in the world and everybody will come after you for your overpriced skills and the fact that you think you should get paid more than what you really deserve. when in reality, everyone and their mother have the same skills you have, the same computer acronym on their resumes, and the same expectation that maybe there is a company that survived the dot com bust, that knows what they're doing, that still pays you a shit load of cash for some dumb work, and that still gives out free soda, lets you wear whatever you want, and doesn't expect you to be at work until 10 am.
i am the left over poster child of the new economy. i am the by product of the all-hype-all-the-time silicon valley attitude. i am that overpriced computer worker who has no marketable experience in any other industry. i am jack's appendix waiting to burst.
misery chick 7:51 PM
Monday, November 12, 2001
update: sulu has calmed down a bit and won't let go of my jacket, which is being used as a bed.
misery chick 1:28 PM
another day of answering phones at akd.
this time, though, i have company
anida and marlon's lonely cat
who's been locked up here since
the beginning of the weekend
WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE.i feel like an unfit mother
who doesn't really know how to hold a baby.
i've never had a cat, or had to take care of a cat before
my parents always assumed that i was allergic to cats
i'm not. but i'm glad they did because
i didn't like animals when i was a kid.
now, alone with this grey cat
i don't know what to do
he/she/it keeps meowing, calling for attention...
i don't speak cat language
i don't know what this cat wants
i can't type very well right now because he/she/it is in the way of the keyboardoh here we go again... meow meow meow
WHAT DO YOU WANT????????
misery chick 11:10 AM
Friday, November 09, 2001
EXQUISITE CORPSE FROM WAY BACK IN THE DAY...Once upon a time there were three brothers, well sons
to be exact. Sons of the Great Sultan Momar in the far
off land of Nod.The first brother was named Alonzo, the second brother
was named Mario, and the third Cunchita (he was made
fun of all the time.)The sons were smart, they were probably the smartest
kids in town. Each of them had different talents.One was a master of words, the other dropped heavy
acidic pieces of turd, and the last was smarter than
any nerd. The story was heard thru all the kingdoms
of 3 brothers without mothers.I was Alonzo's best friend. Alonzo, word master, had
received the most impressive of the three gifts, but
was, sadly, the ugliest of the three brothers.They have a friend named sarah and how they loved
her so, but she had her heart set on one of them,
the youngest one. But she was too young- gosh, I'd
be charged with statutory rape, so forget that.
marlon esguerra 12:18 AM
Thursday, November 08, 2001
Books of Philippine History and Fiction (as recommended to me by Jessica Hagedorn in 1997).History
"In Our Image" by Stanley Karnow
"Little Brown Brother" by Dan Wolfe (Oxford University Press)
"Sitting in Darkness" by David Howard BainFiction
Anything by Renato Constantino
Anything by Jose Dalisay
Anything by Eric Gamalinda
"The Man Who Looked Like Robert Taylor" by Bienvenido Santos (Washington Univ. Press)
"The Scent of Apples" by Bienvenido Santos (Washington Univ. Press)
"Her Wild American Self" by Evelina Galang (Coffee House Press)
Sam del Rosario 1:59 AM
Wednesday, November 07, 2001
umm..hi
patrick gaurano 10:56 PM
Monday, November 05, 2001
i have a poem.
it's two lines long.
john park 10:58 PM
belated freewrite
prompt: a shocked anida with lines drawn outward from her hairthey say medusa was once a beautiful princess, innocent, like the water she loved to walk along on the shore. she would sometimes take her little brother, hold his small hand, and show him the mollusks, crustaceans, and little guppies in the water that would instantly flee with the flick of a finger splashing no more than 6 drops of water. water droplets so pure that it can be the only true origin for life, a force that can bring destruction to a species in one mighty swell.
they say she walked alone when the water took her, entered her but did not clean her. we all refused to believe her story, that it was the god of the sea. poseidon is a figment of her imagination.
they say medusa was a beautiful princess, that her beauty stopped men cold. a femme fatale. a she-who-must-be-obeyed. a beauty that left men dazed and forced women to look away.
now her look punctures and her eyes fling outward like a scream, her hair hisses and is wild, straggly like electric fibers drawing static moving outward from her eyes. she is not hysterical, she is crazy like the rage of wombats in hell.
poseidon, she says, raped her. that's what she thinks, said the men in crete, the politico. that's what she thinks. and sometimes they would chuckle.
medusa was a witch, they said. she had hair like serpents and would turn men into stone.
john park 10:55 PM
woe is me.
misery chick 9:50 PM
I've had the book for almost two weeks and the 3 pages I've read of it are pretty good. It made more sense once I realized it was creative nonfiction but that still didn't get me past 3 pages. What is the deal if we don't have it read by Wednesday and what was the other assignment that's due?Pax exit.
PS http://www.engrish.com
Sam del Rosario 4:09 PM
so much for saving money on ebay. i bid for the book we were supposed to read for homework since LAST WEEK, and it hasn't arrived YET.fucking anthrax mailers.
misery chick 1:52 PM
Friday, November 02, 2001
I LOVE THE MUSICAL GENRE!!! It's a shitload of fun, especially the bad stuff. The reason is the cheesiness and the smirk needed to suspend the disbelief that would otherwise have me doubled over.My quandry is why there aren't any musicals that are not based on some previous story. "The Producers", "Rent", "Cats", "Les Miserable", "Miss Saigon"(?), "The Full Monty", "Lion King", and "Disney: On Ice" were all adapted from something else. I'll give "Jesus Christ Superstar" and "Joseph..." some slack because the original text isn't THAT clear to begin with but there weren't any hot go-go (go, GO!) dancers per se in the Old Testament, the one improvement the musical made on the original. From this, I think the key to getting a musical on Broadway is not a good original story or smartly written lyrics. It's a good consumable source material, catchy tunes, costumes that get smaller as the show goes on, and a megamix at the end just in case someone fell asleep during the first half. Whoever came up with all this was a genius.
I'm gonna go start work on my musical adaptation of the Guinness Book of World Records. (Working title: "Top That!")
Peace on Earth, good will toward Man-go.
Sam del Rosario 6:24 PM
Thursday, November 01, 2001
joseph and his peeps were way too cheesey for me. or is that how all musicals are?
i remember seeing rent, a couple of years ago.
i fell asleep half way through the first act because we had nosebleed seats and i couldn't understand what the hell they were talking/ singing about.
landlord raise the rent? eviction? bloody hell? all the words ran together.
but then it was intermission and i woke up. then the rest of the play was really good.
there's some kind of energy in musical. i can't really put my fingers on it, but there's this positive and no shame energy that just makes me shuttered in embarrasment because...
because?
the singing. it's because of the singing.
i love music. i enjoy figuring out lyrics to songs i love and try to intepret them, but this... musical has lyrics that are too simple. lyrics that are made to be understood in that moment because they're telling a story. it seems as if just saying it straight up would save so much time and energy. but no. they sing it.go go go go joseph.
-_-
i want a dream coat. taken out of the joseph context, 'dream coat' has this nice, whimsical sound to it.
cover me in your dream coat.
i'm dreaming in your dream coat.
let go and float...
need a dream
need a coat
misery chick 8:14 PM
i'm looking for exquisite corpses
in my eddie bauer travel tote
but there are only notebooks
a pass to an advanced screening of the One
timesheets and receipts unclaimed
i'm a bad buddy
i keep repeating to myself
i shall bake me a cake of images
yes- a slobbering mouthful of meandering
messages mocking my mish mash merrily
no- a serendipitous slice of a shiny
sonnets and shhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiii...stuff.yes. it's is another day in the land of cannan.
marlon esguerra 11:34 AM
joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat
made me feel christian again
filthy and guilty
apologetic and craving confessions
like a priest with obsessive compulsive disorder
an affinity for fine wine
and altar boys holding large phallic symbols
there are stations of the cross everywhere
which is why i venture to guess
that late night catechism follows
singing brothers and elvisexcuse me, sir
you're in the wrong seat.
marlon esguerra 11:27 AM
hey. this thing still works.
marlon esguerra 11:23 AM