as Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere, AKA Poet Laureate of the Plogosphere, AKA PLOP:

Whereas half, at least, of those of you on my friends’ list will be in Madison WI this week for the National Poetry Slam, and will therefore be partying, poetizing, and otherwise satisfying your appetites both spiritual and carnal, I hereby decree that you shall:

1.
Kick it old school, new school, or in whatever educationally descriptive manner that you most fervently wish to kick it;

2.
For those opposed to kicking it in a school-like fashion, that you shall ROCK;

3.
That you nonetheless shall not forget your duties to the blogosphere, and to the Plogosphere, and that you shall report back at least occasionally (dependent, of course, upon the Internet access you have, which considering the number of you who are bringing devices of access to said NPS should be NO EFFING PROBLEM) on poetry heard, scandals and protests raised, hook-ups of general interest to all, chunderings, blunderings, and shaken babies du jour;

4.
That while the bout scores are not of particular interest to me, as in I could give a rat’s ass myself, you should recall that I’m just one guy and there are others sitting at home who are dying to know and if past experience is any guide the official Websites won’t have the scores up within the 30-40 second window following the bout that some of your more anally driven compatriots at home will demand regardless of the practicality of trying to do things in said window, so please keep those people happy or they’ll do something stupid like commit suicide by prop or fill the Intertubez with pissings and moanings;

5.
That you shall have, maintain, and if neither is possible develop, a sense of humor about it all.

Have fun. I order it!!

Witness now my seal and hand and sea lion and handbanana, this the 3rd day of August, 2008.

Tony B
PLOP