Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
And now for something completely different.
The price of pots in Athens!
It really made me burn
when the potter told me just how much
I owed on a Grecian urn.
-JACK LITTLE
Bloody Hand
Your man, says the Man, will walk into the bar like this — here his
fingers
Mimic a pair of legs, one stiff at the knee — so you'll know exactly
What to do. He sticks a finger to his head. Pretend its child's
play —
The hand might be a horse's mouth, a rabbit or a dog. Five
handclaps.
Walls have ears: the shadows you throw are the shadows you
try to throw off.I snuffed out the candle between finger and thumb. Was it the
left hand
Hacked off at the wrist and thrown to the shores of Ulster?
Did Ulster
Exist? Or the Right Hand of God, saying Stop to this and No
to that?
My thumb is the hammer of a gun. The thumb goes up. The
thumb goes down.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
Nature II
Monday, September 03, 2007
Closet 2.0
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Power Up
So instead, here are parts of Professor McVay's commentary on her Intro to Lit class (which I am helping out with in sort of a TA capacity).
"So, I'm introducing you to literature. Literature, this is my students; students, this is literature."
"How many of you have had a literature class that just really sucked?"
[some students raise their hands]
"Well, in this class, I am going to take the suck out of literature. There will be no suck in this class!"
"We're not going to be delving deep into the deep hidden meanings of the text until we find some small gem so then we can, you know, power up and move to the next level..."