It’s hard to pin down specific topics, as the poems are pretty varied and jump around in terms of subject matter. I talk a bit about astronomy, Axl Rose, God and religion, Mary Poppins, and how I imagine heavy metal drummers meet their ends. It’s all a rich tapestry.
Videos were recorded of all the readers (there’s a really impressive archive on YouTube), and I’ll share mine once it’s up! Really great time, and truly enjoyed the chance to read my poems again in a public venue.
I’m excited to share that I’ll be reading my poems next week (March 1st) at Tuesday Funk – “Chicago’s eclectic monthly reading series.” Hosted by Andrew Huff and Eden Robins, the event takes place at Hopleaf Bar in Andersonville.
It’s funny in that, talking to Liz, we both realized we were kind of excited at the idea of Permaseal coming. We’ve been getting so much done and ready for their arrival, it’s almost turned into a mini-milestone.
Usually when someone yells out the name of a famous person at me, it’s done out of provocation: Bruce Lee, Mr. Miyagi, that sort of thing. When someone yells a name at me, I immediately tense up and prepare myself for some kind of altercation. But somewhere around 2013… strangers started coming up to me thinking I was Steve Aoki.
On Saturday, Liz and I went out to Wilmette to see with Lisa and James (and Cameron), who were back visiting. We also met up with Alexandra and hung out at Lisa’s parents’ house for a bit, catching up.
Paris, Day 7: Day Trip to Reims, Champagne, and Touring the Chalk Caves at Taittinger
Bruges, Day 2
I was in Evernote today, and accidentally hit a button that triggered my laptop’s camera. While it was open, I ended up just taking a photo anyways, since it seemed to capture the background of where I work.
Did I also mention that we’ve had several (large) moths in the house this week too? And that both of them were also dispatched by me, inside the same bathroom? This is fast turning into a kind of weird Thunderdome scenario for me. Which is ok so far, in that I’ve been winning. But it’s still a little unnerving.
Here’s a weird thing that’s happened over the weekend: I had trouble falling asleep. If you talk to Liz, you’ll find out just how unusual this is. I usually fall asleep within 5-10 minutes of my head hitting the pillow. I fall asleep faster than a narcoleptic on Quaaludes.
After a full day yesterday of backyard concrete demo, I woke up on Sunday extremely stiff and sore. The kind of sore that causes a sound to come from your mouth, every time you either stand up or sit down. It is an embarrassing sound.
Hard to know if this variation is closer to my actual name or not. Despite the squiggles at the beginning and end, I think this was written out in one motion – so they heard my name as “Flexis.” Which technically has all the proper letters of my name, just slightly out of order. And with an extra “S” thrown in for free.
Fitbit is perhaps the most recognized product for what’s come to be known as the quantified self. There are tons of other products out there now that do similar tracking: running apps, biking apps, food and calorie counters, and so on. And the biggest thing is, is that the more data you provide… the more useful the results.