4.29.2008

papi returns

I've been regrettably absent from the pillow fort recently, and am pleased to be back. my semesters are ending soon. this week is it for guilford and i only have two weeks of classes left in durham. after that, i'll be what the mfa system was designed to produce: an unemployed writer. why did they design a system that leaves writers unprepared and unwilling to work in the gainful world? it is the writer's natural state.

actually, i'm excited about the fall because i'll be returning to school, at uncg, in their english lit phd program. i've slipped your yoke again, sallie mae--my loans go back into grace! muhahahaha!!!!! i plan on reading rowan lots of what i'll be reading--renaissance british poetry--so it's a sure bet that when he grows up and rebels, he'll make lots of money and read nothing but nonfiction (and nothing creative, please).


with spring getting going, the kittens have more bird-friends to watch in the yard and they can typically be found looking on with earnest, ardent--even lustful--desire in their sharp kitten hearts as cardinals, bluebirds, and all other manifestations of fowl scoot around the lawn.


lemmy thinks she should be allowed to go outside, so she spends part of each day directing our attention to the kitchen screen-door, hoping that this time, despite all precedent and reasonable expectation, we'll throw it open for her so that she can finally get free of our suffocating bourgoise domesticity. plus there are like four strays who i think taunt her from beyond the window glass.

we've just had more visitors, and i want to send a special shout-out to my brother who met and charmed his charming nephew and was (i think) equally charmed by ro. brother sam showed up in a stylish canary-yellow pontiac sunfire, no doubt fresh from some southern replicated autobahn. then he swept in bearing awesome baby presents--musical, educational, devotional--he made the weekend really great.



just look at these
rascals.










as i said, today is the last week of class at guilford, and today was my final class. liz baked cupcakes and i took them in. the students were relaxed (knowing we were all done) and asked me what kind of slang i use.

student: have you ever heard of using "mad" like saying i have "mad" assignments to do, or like "that's mad sick."
me: i've never heard of this. is that what you guys call proper grammar?
student: it's like saying "hella," but on the east coast.

they also asked me where i was going "for the summer." oh, to be eighteen. anyway, in re cupcakes, find my favorite cupcake below:
















rowie has been (as already reported) really smiling a lot and managing the gassy stomach better over the past week or so. one of his favorite places continues to be the changing table.



he's growing out of some of his outfits too (and i've caught a phantom underline). he has a doctor's appointment coming up, and i'm psyched to see how much he weighs now. what i'm not psyched about is vaccinations. we're getting dr. sears' book and will likely delay/alter the delivery of the vaccines. nowadays they start them at 2 mos, and load up like 6 different vaccinations at one time. it seems like common sense says that's a lot for a baby's system . just drinking different water affects him--what about 6 shots worth of vaccine?




this is the sunset through the trees.













finally...


why do we have these condom-like hats on? maybe we just like skull caps, or maybe we're about to rob babies-r-us. maybe we're dressed as "pawns," or maybe we have a newfound appreciation for prop-based improv comedy. or, maybe we cut the bottoms off our sweatpants and put them on our heads so we'd look like divine comedy dante or maybe that's just how we roll.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh Merce! How I've missed you!! I went to the Stoned Crow tonight and thought of you and Candada Sam. Just not the same when no one cheers when you walk through the door.

-GR

Unknown said...

Re: last pic, yeah I get it "look at us, we are white people, look at how BIG our eyes are."

Whenever I'm in town next Maddie, we'll hit up Stoned Crow.

Anonymous said...

Sam,

Why didn't we go when you were in here in January?

What were we thinking hanging out at that TGIFridays????

-Madeline

takahashi said...

Oh, will I ever be cheered by a bartender again? Maybe just a TGIFriday's hostess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-taks