I was planning on coming home and reading some chapbooks so I could write a few reviews but it was so cursedly hot. Impossible! Instead, I ended up watching the first half of season two of Weeds with my friends/roommates. I told them that two of the readings I have coming up this fall asked for photos- which is problematic because this sort of photo does not exist. So, while watching Weeds we did a mini photo shoot to show you our apartment, our faces, and how hot we were (temperature wise):
While we may be a "pants on" household, we are very much a "shirts off" one, as DL demonstrates.
Coffee table fodder:
We like tabloid newspapers. This is the weakest cover story I've seen all summer.
Bowls of Blood!:
Don't be gross. It's just beet juice.
I like whales, so there are whales on my wall:
Photo for reading series?:
It is so hot, my hair did this on it's own.
5 episodes into Weeds, pigtails must be enstalled to fuction properly in the heat:
Ok, that concludes the end of my tour.
A poem by Stephen Rodefer from Passing Duration. I think you need to click on it to make it large enough to read. I might even suggest jumping in half way through the third paragraph where Rodefer begins "My father, who lives here, gave me my sailboat.." I love the second part of this paragraph: