NPS recaps, Bar 13, and the sickness

— Reading the explosion of NPS recaps from the last couple of days: I’m glad I didn’t go. It sounds like all the stuff I typically loathe about the event was evident in full force, and would have negated all the stuff I love about it (which also seemed to to be present in full force, to be fair). Personal issue, nothing else. I’m glad you all had a good time, though.

— nerak_g: Hey, what do you mean saying that the only musician who should be playing behind a poet is Jerome Deupree??? I’m telling Faro you don’t love him anymore. 😉

— I still wanna know how I made the Tattler three times without being there. And someone BETTER have a copy of that cartoon…

— NPS suggestion for next year? Have it in Tlibisi. I hear there’s less conflict.

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–Never made it to Bar 13 last night. I got to the hotel in White Plains Sunday night much later than expected, had a lot of trouble sleeping, got up at 5:30 and then ran an extremely long and frustrating day of training on Monday, got sick early in the AM which lasted all day (as in, my session ended up with more bathroom breaks than any other), and by the time we were done, I was just too tired and crappy inside to contemplate driving into the city, seeing everyone, and then making a late night drive home. So I just went home and crashed. The right decision — I’m much better today.

So sorry, louderARTS. Another time. I really wanted to read the new poem, “Witness Tree,” there since I wrote it for the bravery challenge, but it will have to wait for another time.

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javabill — got your call while I was on the Merritt Parkway, and couldn’t return the call due to the traffic and the cops. Will talk to you tonight if you’re around — maybe come up for a coffee and some ferret time?

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Maybe more later, maybe not. I’m kinda tired of LJ these days, frankly.