Friday, April 30, 2010

I had to fire someone this morning. It was weird. And it's hard to fire professors, ya know? It's supposed to be hard, cz for instance I taught a story by Dorothy Allison today, and I had my students swear. It made them really uncomfortable. It made them giddy. It made them laugh. The nuns, I let them off the hook. One said in a deep Vietnamese accent, "It is hard enough to hear ok?" Then I told them to feel outrage, remember something deeply unfair to them - everyone has that, that they're carrying, right? I know they have, a handful are from Africa, one whose face is scarred systematically, who told me of caring for a 13-year-old boy whose rotting body was not yet dead when his family abondoned him to the church ; one got chased out of Serbia by formerly friendly neighbors; one has stopped cutting herself but her mom still hates it that she's gay . . . I told them to sit there and feel really angry, not miffed but gut-furious, to feel empathy for themselves. Then they found it harder to swear, because they'd grown somber. So then it made more sense that the author swears on every page, to make us laugh but it's also a kind of bravery to be able to swear and make others laugh about things that aren't funny. It's a kind of power.

It's very important that I not be subject to being fired for teaching what I choose, as I see fit.

I have to review other profs to help decide if they will get that protection for life, tenure, or not. I have to help decide: No. The man I said "No" to is outraged. He'll have at least one year to change my mind. He can't fathom having to try that hard. And that's why he got fired. Because you can't commit to something for life that's merely good enough, that serves some expedient purpose (it pays the bills) whose removal (you inherit some money) would render the doing of it meaningless for you. If you're in something for life and it could be meaningless that easily to you, then it's meaningless to you right now. I mean, I can see having found yourself in that situation, but not on purpose. There should definitely be a law against marrying what you don't love at all, against valuing your Life on scales of expedience, against committing to what is good enough and thereby consigning yourself forever to Being merely good enough as well. I'd have said Yes if he loved his life and was worse at doing it; I could only say No to his loveless competence.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Sunday, April 18, 2010


blossoms on the baby peach tree

Saturday, April 17, 2010

I can hardly stand (iffy) tunes when I'm too overshitty. touchstones only.

patti smith is my new bobby d - gimme shelter (rolling stones) - developing a mozlike fixation

Friday, April 16, 2010

Do you remember the monster that sometimes lived under your bed when you were a kid? Recently it found its way back to you, and has been spending time in your closet. It's not as frightening as it used to be, and I'm not alarmed by its return. [I am.] In fact, I think it has an important message for you that would be valuable to discover. Virgo, I encourage you to invite it out for a conversation. As you might suspect, as soon as it delivers its crazy wisdom, it will leave you in peace.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010


I am just straight up not doing so good. No "spin" on that whatsoever. And no search and rescue on its way.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I am dead tired.

Sunday, April 11, 2010


sunday morning reading: some people are all about the NYT, but "so I had sex with a pinata" works for me

Friday, April 09, 2010




WEEKEND LOVE FORECAST: ARIES: What you have learned about maintaining emotional control will help you. TAURUS: You are the rock of security in someone's otherwise potentially exciting life. GEMINI: You'll be able to teach something complex to a loved one via your example. CANCER: You are running at a different tempo from a loved one, but somehow you meet up on the downbeats some of the time. LEO: Look for the kind of beauty that money can't buy. VIRGO: You're straight. LIBRA: Think before you react. Once you give yourself the chance, you'll make wise choices. SCORPIO: You act out of love. So even if you make a mistake, the outcome will improve things in the end. SAGITTARIUS: You are on the cusp of adventure. Don't be afraid to fall forward. CAPRICORN: Allow yourself to let go and be you. This will induce lots of laughter. AQUARIUS: You could work well with a loved one and make good money together this weekend. Stranger things have happened. PISCES: Honesty is the cornerstone of a loving connection.


Thursday, April 08, 2010

my horoscope says that the planets are urging me to do something radically out of character today. so I ran around the corner to the Rite Aid and bought blue eyeshadow, the sparkle kind, like Tinkerbell might wear on a date . . .

jer koons - I want you back - strong simple vocals with a nice guitar interlude in the middle
holly golightly and the brokeoffs - forget it la la laa
bonus track: ella mae morse - house of blue lights, the jive slang element is "fantastic"

bonus vid (I love the little girl in the pink skirt):

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

[update: the sabres won. (I lent them my mood.) they got the top spot and I only saw them one lousy time this year, when they lost. and I want to go to a playoff game. and/or maybe one of these.]

today was ROUGH: Ears didn't bring home what he needed to study last night, and flunking one test means summer school at this point; I gotta take TJ to CarlatheSitter at dawn, take Ears to school and fake sick and get the study materials, take that one with me to the city, drop him off w the Girl and go teach a bunch of yoga, take her to ECMC for a TB test with Ears in tow, and since it turns out actually he has lost the book he super really needs, I gotta run to the school again to borrow a book from the secretary in the guidance office (it's the last one in the building, she stole it) who is waiting for me (note that only women are helping me all day) while there's a storm warning in place and hail is coming down and I'm hydroplaning all the way there . . . . meanwhile, X emails to insist that he'd like to take the boys one on one, so they can really get Quality Andy Time, and could I just rearrange my entire weekend work schedule for the next few weeks so that he doesn't have to do jack shit but have even less childcare (?)

it was everything I could do not to climb through the pc and feed his dick to him, seriously.

I've concluded that the oldworlde way is best: men do man shit, and women do this kinda shit, run around and pat butts etc. you might say, NO NO somethingsomething equalitywhatever, but that's bc you don't know any kinda shit about it, because For Sure men are a big pain in the ass when it comes to the day-to-day of childrearing and housekeeping. PLUS, if a man isn't doing enough man shit, he's all depressed and resentful too. then they get under foot and need to be reassured that they're not under foot besides, since they're already feeling so man-shit-deprived wa wah whatever. they should go do man shit with other men, play with the kids like wrestling and sports whatever, talk to them about deepmanlifeshit if they're little men like fieldofdreams, and make the woman happy (duh, ie lit up to see you + mend her fences), which in turn makes her refueled and refreshed as she runs around patting butts and putting out fires.

one of the other yoga teachers made the mistake of telling me to be "more commanding" the last time she took a class with me, as we're supposed to give each other feedback etc. she was in my afternoon section today and had to lay down mid-class, I kicked them so god damn hard. I did feel a little bad about the one who threw up. but not all that bad, to tell you the honest truth. The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea. - Isak Dinesen I'm done crying and I don't live near the sea.

no song. and no pic either, since what I would post if I were going to is a pic of my own strong body. backside view. out of spite. which I am rising above right now by a mere hydroplaning margin. so there.

Monday, April 05, 2010

Sunday, April 04, 2010

Among other things, I taught yoga alllll day, every class on the schedule, my offering to Redemption, and I made someone cry in the last class. I don't really care how high you come up on your toes whatever, but I'll push you to bend backwards throat bared, sensing the difference btw paintears and feartears. I can help a person to cry, and then help her stop on a dime. Check your scorecard, I think I'm about par.

The boys love this tune in the cahr lately, kinda mesmerized by the "Howl" mixed into it, they sing a mosquito my libido in the backseat, fencing off the refrain from the rest:
patti smith - smells like teen spirit


Friday, April 02, 2010

Jesus’ Blood Never Failed Me Yet (Gavin Bryars cover) – Jars of Clay
WEEKEND LOVE FORECAST: ARIES: A loved one is already impressed by you. Relax and your unpretentious style will make you even more impressive. TAURUS: Your experience and good judgment will carry you far in matters of love. GEMINI: Someone you used to know well thinks fondly of you. CANCER: You radiate a quiet serenity. It's most captivating to someone nearby. LEO: The one you want will be won over by your optimism. VIRGO: Keep your agreements with a loved one, and you'll continue to build mutual happiness. LIBRA: Embrace the developments of this weekend, and in time you will look back on this period as extremely fortuitous. SCORPIO: Brainstorm. Your ideas may be outrageous and unreasonable, but the fact that you have them is wildly attractive. SAGITTARIUS: Your personal life perks up after you pamper yourself all weekend. CAPRICORN: You will freshen your image with flattering clothes that set off your assets and attitude. AQUARIUS: Don't obsess over the status of your personal life. Be breezy -- that's always the best, most attractive way. PISCES: There's nothing wrong with exploring your options -- or keeping them open, for that matter.

patti smith - gloria
bonus track