Guiltily pickpocketed from _antipathy_

Go to Google, do a search of “[your name] is” – it has to be in quotes – and pick out your top 10 from the listings:

Tony Brown is a National Headliner
Tony Brown is one of the greatest unsung poets of our day
Tony Brown is an ass kisser and a snake in the grass
Tony Brown is expected to make a full recovery from head injuries
Tony Brown pulls no punches
Tony Brown is a poet, publisher, columnist and the host of the Poets’ Asylum
Tony Brown is a Professor of Paleoanthropology
Tony Brown is a Black man (his preferred term)
Tony Brown has his studio at Atkinson House…Liverpool
Tony Brown is the visiting Lecturer

I was struck by how many were actually about me.

Your turn.

ETA: I went and just did “Tony is.” I’ll spare you a long list, but this was too good to skip…

“Tony is a Llama, sometimes called a Yama. Tony has a Llama’s body…Tony is
a cool and laid back Llama, but he is also a very smart Llama…”

Job.

Massachusetts.

Everything else.

I need to move to New Mexico. I’ve known that for fifteen years; I know it more than ever now.

Have to.

from nationals.

gonna dive into schoolwork this week. read my friends list for people who will be doing far more updating than I will.

won’t be around much.

very sad to be back home.

love you all.

as always, every time i’m in NM i try to figure out why i’m not living here.

i’ve heard some really excellent poetry. yay.

drinking is a recreational sport, and i’m out of practice.

overall, incredibly well run.

good to see everyone.

onward into the next debauch!

was out doing last minute shopping and errands all night.

the load out is happening; the volume’s decreasing on here…

safe journeys to all; I’ll see you on wednesday.

I just heard Minor Threat’s “Straight Edge.”

Ah, memories. The first time I ever heard that song I was tweaked on meth.

The first carload of Worcester poets left for NM tonight.

My laptop’s wireless function works like a charm…and my hotel goes wireless today.

I have located the flask I have not used in years.

I bought sunscreen.

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Good weekend at school; decent night at the Hut; got to spend a small amount of time with my niece which made me very happy.

Two more days of work.

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I may be back later…and then again, I may not.

school all day.

thai food and errands and drama tonight. don’t ask.

school all day tomorrow.

poetry tomorrow night. the niece comes with me!

later, gators…

OK…I’m starting to get excited now.

It’ll be good to see y’all.

I am nervous as hell about managing stress/time dilation/alcohol/poetry tag and most of all sleep deprivation.

See, I trace a lot of my most recent breakdown and worsening of the overall diagnosis to the disruption I went through at NPS 2003. That trip screwed my sleep cycles up so badly that I went into a tailspin right afterward and then it just got worse.

I’m on different meds now, vastly different meds; I’m far more conscious of what I need to do to align myself with health, too. Nonetheless, I worry.

I do hope I get to read at one or two side events.

I need to get out of the city one day and head to somewhere like Acoma or Mescalero. Acoma because the church there is such a sacred space, Mescalero because that’s where my dad is from and I need a peek at Sierra Blanca again. Although I’ve been in NM a couple of times since then, I’ve not been on the rez since 1990.

But I’m thinking Acoma might be more my speed this trip.

I’ll have a laptop with me so I can update LJ if I feel like it.

I am betting I won’t feel much like it.

And I’m counting on this trip to clear my head in a couple of important ways, in regard to a whole host of questions I’ve been thinking about. More, perhaps, about that later.

Right now, I’m just thinking of sunset on the Sandia Range…

If you don’t read javabill, go read his latest post.

NOW.

Print it out and bring it with you.

NOW!!!!!

but i’m very, very tired.

i am trying to get on a somewhat even keel before ABQ with sleep and all because i know how much i’ll be abusing my circadian rhythms while i’m out there.

on the list of things to do:
— read a poem or two here or there
— hang out with friends
— cheer on worcester, delaware, and bar 13
— rent a car one day, go down to the rez

i might drink something too, somewhere in there.

school this weekend — friday, saturday, sunday.

bringing my niece to poetry on sunday night!

I won’t be around much tomorrow.

classes 9-1 and 2-5.

let’s hope the seroquel wears off by 7:30 AM when I have to drive to work, eh?