Here I am

in Hanover, PA after a LOOOONG fucking drive. Working for two days at Tyco Electronics, teaching a class.

I’m here for tonight and tomorrow night, then driving back on Thursday PM. Then, it’s moving time.

I’m lonely. But you could have guessed that.

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My comment on the inherent conservatism of slam esthetics seems to have touched a nerve.

Several people asked what could be done about it.

Beats the fuck outta me. I mean, I decided to put my money where my mouth is and slam again; I’ll be doing the Ken Hunt Award again; other than that, we’ll see.

My own artistic energy is really focused on Duende right now, so I see this all as a bit of a sidetrack. But I’m willing to try shit if I think it might help.

What ideas do you have?

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I cross posted my request for info about on page vs. off page performance to the PSI forum. I was struck by the number of people there who gave me memorization tips and ways to improve my memory in response to a post that specifically said I wasn’t looking for those things, but was trying to gauge people’s perception of how much of a handicap being on page is.

It didn’t really happen here, which says something, I’m sure. Or not.

I’m always struck by how people answer the post they think they read, rather than the one that was posted.

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I have this weird poem brewing right now that involves a man named “The Yankees” arm wrestling another man named “Bethlehem Steel.” It came to me somewhere outside Reading PA around 8:30 tonight.

No, I don’t know what it’s about yet.

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Early AM tomorrow, so beddy bye for me.