sermons in my head

WEEKEND IN REVIEW:

The following things were or were NOT accomplished in the past 5 days.

I went to spoken word in the U Street area on 420. The U Street area is my new favorite place because it is not overly gentrified and it does NOT look like the suburbs transposed to the Urban Environment. My favorite poem went something like this “Pork and white woman, Farrah Khan passes and OJ goes for seconds”. Actually, it was NOT my favorite but the one I remembered almost verbatim. You also said fuck you very loudly during the parts you were supposed to say Fuck You. I think I and everyone around us was impressed. Jeff also is starting a new band entitled ‘Jeff and the Embarrassments’ (or long title as Sex and the Single Coeds Who Were Transported from Their Comfy College Environment to a Slightly More Ambiguous Urban Surrounding).

I fell asleep watching ‘Dreamz’ like a child on her shoulder. I was NOT awoken until approximately 15 minutes left in the movie and with a horrible backache. It was NOT an organic experience.

The weekend itself was awesome, for all the right/wrong reasons. Alcohol and yuppie fun units were consumed. However, there was no discount even though we were buying in bulk for a large group of white, middle-class humanoids. I wish Adams Morgan could be converted into a theme park where fun units could be consumed.

Here are the pictures to prove that this weekend WAS in fact like every other weekend known to man in this tiny little biosphere:

This is me and some fellar. I am unsure what is going on. I am pretty sure it is illegal or overly-happy for no good gosh darn reason.

This is the significant other caught in the act. Initially it was believed she was with another male humanoid but it turned out to be my hidden persona — SOCIETY BOY! — so all is now “ca va”. Ca va bien, even. Let it be known this is NOT a mating call.

There was lots of interesting conversation. Did you know that urban designers saw the Mall as being a community environment in the urban landscape? But in the end it became a suburban phenomenon? Also, remember you were worried we were like them, and then I pointed out you had a black eye and found yourself covered in puke a few days before? You, my friend, are full of silliness and self-flagellation.

Sunday night was the end of the fire. Jeffrey, Cmart, and I attended a Soullive / Toots & The Maytails show at the 930 club in DC. It was outrageous. I am still on the losing end of that night. I am a corporate zombie. I am stuck inside my head and no one will let me out. Needless to say, I am firmly and completely burnt.

FIN.

Aw, I missed it

Welp, I missed it.

Seventeen sit-in participants arrested for trespassing. I was in Boston (which was amazing, but more on that later), but would have loved to have participated if I was in the Charlottesville area.

In my opinion, the living wage campaign is very good natured and was one of the main points that convinced me that Ralph Nader was the man in 2000. Even with benefits and what other ‘fringe’ benefits allow others to disregard current wages, under ten dollars an hour for a public employee at a top 20 university is NOT right, even if it is unskilled labor.

For main stream media coverage of the demonstrations, check out the Washington Post’s article.

Goodbye & Good Luck

NYC trips have been a resounding success and I have managed to avoid being a soulless member of the Yuppie Zombie Parade. Check out this evidence as proof:

I’m gentrifying the world over with my sauve and sophistication.

NEW NOTES! Chairman Mao is alive and well, in bronze form, in Chinatown NYC:

He’s totally going to chill in my zen garden if we can accomodate his ego!

Anyway, I’m going up to Boston this weekend, have some interesting things in store for the coming weeks, including a poetry reading, and will hopefully head over to Europe later this summer. I refuse to be apart of the 5 days a week, 2 bar nights a weekend crowd that is senseless and thoughtless. So, some escapes are ALWAYS necessary, in both the physical and mental sense.

I’ve got hamsty head

From the artist formerly known as bed head:

Trade your life for dimes

There are 17 students peacefully sitting inside Madison Hall asking for UVA to pay its workers a living wage. They have four days worth of food. They have been threatened with arrest and expulsion if they do not leave by 5:30 pm.

THERE WILL BE A GATHERING OUTSIDE OF MADISON HALL (across the street from the Rotunda) AT 5 PM WITH PRAYER AND MUSIC TO SHOW SUPPORT. PLEASE COME.

Please email [email protected] and [email protected]. Tell them you support the Living Wage campaign and the sit-in. Pass this request along to alumni friends and your parents.

VISIT UVALIVINGWAGE.NET FOR MORE INFORMATION