April 2008

Old Jacksonville.

April 30, 2008

After this afternoon’s department meeting I went to the library and had a look at some student sculptures that were on display. Normally I make snap judgments about the quality of the work by asking myself, “Does this look like the art teacher stole it from a gallery and snuck it in?” But not today. [...]

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Annihilation room.

April 21, 2008

Last night’s dream: It is late. I’ve been asked to drive a woman to some social gathering. It is located behind a collegiate baseball stadium and down a hill. We arrive at ten. The walls are marbled black and blue and are so tall that I can’t tell whether there is a ceiling. There are [...]

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Arachnius gluteus.

April 20, 2008

I hate going to barber shops. If you think about it, you’re about as vulnerable as you’ll ever be in public. You’re sitting in a low chair, with an apron inhibiting your movement. There’s someone hovering over you, wielding sharp instruments. Sometimes you have to tilt your head back, exposing your throat. Your eyes are [...]

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On baseball.

April 6, 2008

The Jacksonville Suns played their home opener against the “West Tennessee Diamond Jaxx” on Thursday night. Somehow, I ended up at the stadium—not to watch the game, but rather in the hopes that something interesting would happen while I was there. For instance, last time I went to a Suns’ game, I nearly caught a [...]

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