MOST IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT OF ALL TIME:
If you see this girl, you are karmically bound to buy her a donut. For the sheer volume of lovingkindness that she sends out into the world, it is absolutely guaranteed you have personally benefited from her existence in one way or another. Doubly true of she’s ever made pictures of Mr. Sabi, world’s best ewok dog, available to you.
(Nina, I just have no idea how to express my gratitude for the fact that you are my friend. So I thought I’d start by telling the internet. All of my love, all of it.)
Spent half a weekend with my favorite Israeli, who took time in between grumping at waiters and being giddy about donuts and ice cream to spend a fabulous, touristy day trouncing around the city. Love of my life, being creepy with a care bear. Le sigh.
Marcy and Polymathic have done a boatload of favors and beautiful work for me and the organizations for which I’ve worked over the past couple of years, and their new project is mad exciting. Go check it out, spread the word, and help them get a great idea off the ground!
The real thank you goes back to Liz for fighting the good fight where it’s really effing difficult — I don’t have the cojones to get up in front of an antipathetic crowd and talk about gay rights in Uganda, so mad props girl. We’ll get the message across one heart and mind at a time, no matter how long it takes.
Pretty much the greatest email thread ever. He said. Eating bacon and being awesome.
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Sir William Donald Nast, in response to our pre-National Poetry Month round-robin of pep-talks and being a little mean to each other. So far we have covered Tron/Superman/giant iPads, why everything is Tim’s fault, and the special place of poets-cum-sorcerers after the impending human surrender to our Robot Overlords.
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Even if I don't get to see them much, my friends are far and away the best.
DF: Why don't we make use of one of my two soon-to-expire Groupons tonight?
TD: I'm down.
DF: A'ight. Well I don't actually feel like consuming more things in pitas... do you think we can eat $20 worth of gelato on our own?
TD: I can eat $20 worth of anything, always.
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Can we discuss how much I heart this lady? Upon getting cut off because I stumbled into a falafel place and shattered my phone into a dozen pieces, she leaves a message comparing the 30-second interruption of our conversation to the busted nuclear reactors. Granted it was an important, Dinah-as-Yoda conversation, but you’ve gotta love a girl with her hyperbole under control.
I want to update you all on Florida, but Ian just sent me this incredible picture in a blank email titled KILLERPIDGE and I laughed so hard it merited taking precedence.
Clearly I have not been to my own poetry collective in a while, how did I miss this? Eric is a genius.
“And don’t underestimate the power of… Body Language.”
There’s nothing for the gloomies like Eric and Kate. If you’re lucky I’ll post video tomorrow of them pretending to put a spare tire on Pidgin’s jalopy aka cardboard box.
