The feature at the Cantab was pretty damn good last night. I did a set of mostly newer stuff (not published), including “snakes on a plane,” “kirsten dunst,” “music for funerals” (which seemed to be the hit of the night), and “there is no chance like the present.” Also tossed in a couple of oldies (“Punk,” for the oldtimers in the room; “Radioactive Artist;” and I sacrificed for the slam with “Mission Statement”). Sold quite a few books, and picked up a prospective booking at Stone Soup to boot.
I wore Chris Branch’s ring where my wedding ring used to be — some of you may recall that Chris was the St. Louis poet who hanged himself a couple of years ago. He gave me a ring in response to a gesture while we were on SlamAmerica in 2000. I try to wear that ring whenever I feature somewhere, and suddenly, I can wear it on my finger instead of on a chain. Both good and strange.
In other news, the feature on Saturday at the new Zodiac Cafe appears to be off due to organizational reasons. More info as it develops.
The down news: I’ve received an e-mail that may affect the future of the contract I just signed — the one I went to San Diego to prep for. Gotta hustle to figure out what it means, if it means I get the dates and fees I was counting on, and what I do instead if it’s not panning out. Grr.
If ANYONE needs a trainer, an instructional designer, a presenter, a poet, and/or a diversity consultant, or knows how to connect with an agency that does this stuff or with someone who needs one, let me know. (Note: craigslist hasn’t been any help so far, but i check it every day…)
Over and out for now…

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