Monday, April 03, 2006


I can't believe I've never heard of Darfur before today:

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Pure Nerd. Who Knew? Only Me.

Pure Nerd
82 % Nerd, 30% Geek, 47% Dork
For The Record:

A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.

A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.

A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.

You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally
smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up
all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer.
Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more
so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be
replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.


Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Professional Wrestling

Love & Sexuality


Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 95% on nerdiness
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You scored higher than 38% on geekosity
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You scored higher than 81% on dork points
Link: The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test written by donathos on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Monday, March 13, 2006


trying not to post too many crappy poems, but alas. Anyway--I'm hoping to post more interesting things here sometimes! I just rarely have much time.

Meanwhile, another crappy poem. Sort of. I'm actually not done with this one, and I'm "stuck" on it. It's not saying what I want it to say. Ok, first, I'll put it here, and then explain what it's *supposed* to be about, and hopefully I can talk myself out of being stuck on this:


on your knees, you wept,
"what have you done?"
and my triumphant cry,
"i’d like to see you top that!"
and the snake, my friend, was right:

there are sweeter things still
than paradise

The idea is that this poem should be amusing. I've been playing with too many themes for it in my head, and it's very hard to get this working. One theme is power. Eve effected change in an otherwise changeless environment, and regardless of the price, became more powerful than Adam. But she's not above taunting him about it, which is where I want the humor to come in. I wanted a playful aspect--competition that maybe went too far. Adam does something (what?) and Eve retaliates by eating the forbidden fruit and getting them both kicked out of paradise. But, in her book (as far as my little "rewrite" of Genesis goes), that's an acceptable price for getting the last word.

See? Too many themes. Help would be appreciated, but maybe I'll work it out on my own. :)


Wednesday, February 08, 2006


you can ignore it
if you listen to;
for example,
the creaking,
the shifting in seats—
the rustling
of an itchy pant leg—
a muffled cough
somewhere behind,

if you concentrate on;
for example,
the sun’s warmth
on your fingers
where it spills out
from the windows—
the candy wrapper
gone ignored—
the sharp elbow
from a careless neighbor,

if you look at;
for example,
the boy’s finger
up his nostril,
getting away with it
because his mom
has her head bowed
and can’t see him—
the littlest ones
don’t know not to smile;
they can’t see it:
the thing at the center,

if you don’t think about;
for example,
the body—
the body—
the body—

poem by me~

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

new idea

So, I had a sort of idea for a sort of book I never finished (because it was being a thorn in my side instead of stimulating and inspiring me).

The idea is to make it into a blog-series. Much like a series of chapters in a book, but really closer to a series of episodes on television, only in text.

I haven't gotten very far, yet, but here's the start, if you feel like checking that out. It's sci-fi, so be wary!

Friday, December 30, 2005


I'm always self-conscious about posting poems, because I don't find them easy to write, inspiration comes slowly, and often it's gone before the thing is really how I want it to be anyway. So, what I usually end up presenting as a finished product is really not, in fact, finished. More like chipped a bit and half-sanded down, actually.

If that.

Anyway, that being said: here is my newest poem. (I didn't title it, sorry.)


one day i woke up
in the wrong universe
forever changed
in a confused world
without you in it.
i saw your pain
and the quiet way you left—
but it wasn’t real—
it’s from some nightmare
some terrible make-believe
that i can’t escape.
in real life
you’re still home
and i’ll see you later
and you never really left us at all

and sometimes
your shadow is still here
flickering in my brain
like a shorted light
a burst of bright life—
and then nothing.

Friday, December 09, 2005

How the hell do most writers find direction?

I've started and re-started the same book fifteen times now (not kidding). I know the story, the characters, and the world they live in. Why can't I write it without rethinking who goes where with whom, who ends up how, and how exactly do they beat the bad guy at the end (and do they?).

Why do I second-guess my original decisions everytime I write Chapter One?

How can I make a decision about the plot and stick to it long enough to finish the damn thing so I can say (when I do finally change my mind) "Well, hell, it's done now!"