backyard crowing ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- my uber cool reunion presentation i talked to mom on the phone yesterday, i didn't tell her about the biology grade she still doesn't know about yet. i dropped anthro (i think i mentioned that before, but whatever). i want to go see thumbsucker again, i loved that movie. yesterday i bought two things from the poster sale: what else is happening lately? nothing, i guess. i'm at a point now where i only have one test next week (french), and i have a french paper due monday, and my next astronomy test is not for another 2 weeks and i just got finished with a bio and a literature test, so i (for once) do not have loads to do. but i do not want to screw myself over so i'm going to work hard during this time and take care of everything i can before i get overwhelmed again. i'm even a bit overwhelmed at the moment, only less so than usual. i LOVE tegan and sara! they're the awesomest! i have a plan for the next paternal side family reunion. for the talent show/saturday night live thing i want to recite at least five or so poems by e.e. cummings, maybe ten if i'm so inclined. i even wrote a rhyming introduction to my presentation: Tonight this I present you with From years ago I to you sing (bring?) As my words end his do begin *start reciting poems* it's not a great beginning, but hey i wrote it in two minutes, and it works--my family will understand precisely what i'm saying. my plan is to be blindfolded on stage, and i'll sit in front of a microphone. i want to wear something black and not form-fitting, perhaps a cape, perhaps mom's woolen one (if she'd let me borrow it). not that people would be staring at my body while i recite, or that his poems are particularly dark, i simply think i would feel more comfortable if i knew i looked like a black blob. and the blindfold would be absolutely necessary, especially if i chose to recite anything raunchy or with curse words (and with cummings they're not difficult to find!). but i must add here, i love all of his poems. not one have i disliked, no matter how offensive it might be to my relatives, so chances are that handkerchief will protect me from their glares. honestly, though, i don't think anyone would glare at me, and indeed it is more likely that they would if i wore a blindfold, as i could then not see them. -next to of course god america i i would also love to read "the boys i mean are not refined" and "she being Brand", but i'm afraid my dad would never let me. of course, if he didn't know the exact poems i was reading, he couldn't do anything about it. i could be secretive, i don't think he'd care. maybe i could just mention those titles, but not read them. i could say, "and if you're interested in cummings's poems he published (name number) of them, and some are raunchier than others. check out 'the boys i mean are not refined' or 'she being Brand' if you like what you hear." i could be all infomercial-y. e.e. cummings, get it while it's hot! available for a limited time only, POEMS by CUMMINGS!!! hurry! yeahhhh...no. i guess that's all for now. ta ta! 4:21 p.m. - 2005-10-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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