Catherine: I think Hugo’s a waffle too.
Shopping Alone The copy’s good enough to eat, a private Swoon behind no-look glass. We’re acting out a commercial in which Refills line up like iron, the detox Boundary between value and use. The colored glass nob. The pulverized Rock-face journal. The shampoo Bent back over its own lather. If those salespeople are in the way When the fizzy bath…
My audblog’s now up at (okay, I’m just going to say it) The JISM. I decided not to edit out my stumbling over the word “saddle.” You try saying “saddle-stapled” ten times fast.
The declaration of in my pants.
Plus I never meet other Virgos. I think we’re an oppressed minority.
I’m a Virgo, which I found unbelievably humiliating in high school.
Chris Murray and I have officially kicked off the “Recall Billy Collins” campaign. Watch for attack ads portraying revolving-door prize committees and Billy’s controversial positions in support of boredom. We’re also taking nominations for replacements. My money’s on Arnold Schwarzenegger. At least it’ll keep him out of the governor’s mansion.
Would you advertise for a roommate on the Poetics list?
When it rains it snows I wonder why
Impeach Billy Collins!