Busie olde foole, unruly Sunne
    Why dost thou thus,
Through windowes, and through curtaines call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
    Sawcy pedantique wretch, goe chide
    Late schoole boyes, and sowre prentices,
  Goe tell Court-huntsmen, that the King will ride,
  Call countrey ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clyme,
Nor houres, dayes, months, which are the rags of time.

    Thy beames, so reverend, and strong
    Why shouldst thou thinke?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a winke,
But that I would not lose your sight so long:
    If her eyes have not blinded thine
    Looke, and tomorrow late, tell mee,
  Whether both the India's of spice and Myne
  Be where thou leftst them, or lie here with mee.
Aske for those Kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt heare, All here in one bed lay.

    She'is all States, and all Princes, aye,
    Nothing else is; 
Princes doe but play us; compar'd to this,
All honor's mimique; All wealth alchimie,
    Thou sunne, art's halfe happy'as wee,
    In that the world's contracted thus;
  Thine ages askes ease, and since thy duties bee
  To warme the world, that's done in warming me.
Shine here to me, and thou art every where;
This bed thy center is, these walls, thy spheare.
  

The attentive viewer is likely to remain standing in front of this canvas for a long time after she "gets" this "joke," though, because irony is not its main order of business.

 

 

 

 

May I write you a letter? If yes, please backchannel your (snail) mailing address.

taxt (at) mindspring (dot) com

 

 

Achilles, you sleep and have forgotten me.

Pierre Huyghe, A Journey That Wasn't

 

Matt Keegan

 

Ann Hamilton

sun as error

Shannon Ebner

 

Jennifer Bornstein

Labor Day 2010: notes

I promised myself I would write up some thoughts, impressions, notes re: the Labor Day gathering ASAP.

I wrote that sentence and many of these notes three weeks ago—work has absorbed all creative or any other energy since then. My job so fully occupies my mind. (I’m open to offers of better-paying, less obliterating labor, btw.)

But to the Labor Day 2010 gathering: I wanted to record a few things here, for now, finally—this will be scattered, no time to cohere.

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Of course, as always happens, so much interesting conversation happened 'off the record' or in the interstice: during the breaks, at the bars afterwards each day, or on the patio or getting a coffee or in the bathroom. Standout extended one-on-one conversations, for me, were with Jacqueline Waters, Samantha Giles, Steve Farmer, Brian Stefans, Brian Whitener, Jason Morris, and then so many shorter encounters and exchanges notably different only in length, not intensity, with a dozen others. Will note some bits and pieces of all of those as I go/if I can.

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Recurrent themes: liminality, domestic space (Steve Farmer, Dana Teen Lomax, Samantha Giles); distraction (probably everyone); the different economies of the art world vs the poetry world (this included support systems such as granting agencies or patron models, direct or brokered sale, and especially, to my mind, the existence of 'objective' --that is, non-practioner-authored---critical apparatus in the artworld, or the impoverishment of critical infrastructures in poetry world (that last bit raised by Brian Stefans); the problem of an ever-growing academicized poet class.

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Brian Whitener, re: 'the wig': "Is stealing time the best we can come up with?" and also, re: the university system as a (false? failing?) respite from precarity---and this came up again on Monday via Tim Kreiner, who also voiced precarity (respite from) as a motive for taking up pursuit of advanced degree.

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Related to this: Brian Stefans asking (in Sunday eve Q/A) why the subject of labor particularly, how is it not then about or the same as gardening, that is, why were participants not speaking more directly to issues of poetics and poetry. (weren't they/we though? cf: Steve Farmer's 'poetry buckets', that is, the places that can catch the little daily drips, droplets of language that happen in between or in the sly spaces during the 70hr work-weeks).

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Also related to this: David Buuck saying that the ‘real hard work’ lies in other forms of community organizing (as though somehow this (community organized) gathering itself and the articulations inside it did not represent “real” “hard work”? )

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Taylor Brady wanted to talk about my own very favorite subject, which is, rather than just how does the labor economy affect the formal poetic one, instead, how do the poetics inform (infect) [reform] the workplace.

This is the subject and form and practice of so much of my  own work, in all modes—collapse of the code-switching. I have great faith in the neologistic construction as the resorting, reorganizing tool in social, cultural spaces, in spaces of life and work. It's what's visionary (effectively, actively) in poetry, right? whether you're operating at the level of the phrase, the line, the lyric or the not-lyric, or operating a neologistics at the level of organizational intervention in the social world. The neologistic "makes possible", is the guard against that old stand-by, that stupid old duck employed by capitulated paper-pushers everywhere—"That's impossible."

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Lara Durback produced a phenomenal chapbook/zine for or in/around themes of the event. Bound in re-used standard-issue file-folder, the book documents a couple of weeks Lara spent working for that creepy Levi’s ‘community print shop’ masquerade that appeared on Valencia Street for a couple of months this summer. Lara details working conditions that did not include actual payment in dollars, but in ‘coolness’: that is, free clothes, beer, late night parties—for the long long workdays. Long long uncontracted, unpaid workdays.

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All of our volunteers—that is, people offering time, energy, labor, “human resources”—were women.

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More on the presentations themselves (and I haven't yet gone back to listen to them again—you can and will or have already I hope, at the Labor Day 2010 blog): The continually reiterated experience of 'liminality' or 'two bodies', or competing terms of existence, wherein one is 'a worker' and one is 'a poet'. This beautifully evoked in Jason Morris's talk ('bar community' and it's likenesses and difference to 'poetry community', the confusion between which is the waking dream and which sleeping life or ghost life?), Samantha Giles's (she really has three bodies, that is, caretaker/homemaker, arts administrator, poet), Steve Farmer's talk, Brandon Brown's, Kevin Killian's. Also, distraction a constant theme, not separable really from the two bodies/liminality problem, that is, mode switching between roles takes up so much energy, creates so schizoid an experience—in Kevin's case, as David Brazil pointed out, the result is pataphoric (Kevin writes while working; he writes a line like, 'there was a knock on the door and Jack opened..." and the office telephone rings to interrupt him; on returning to the sentence Kevin finishes with, Jack opened his mouth and I pressed my tongue...." (inexact rendering on my part, obvs)

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(leaving me to wander into my own consideration of the implication of a full system of pataphoric fantasies (into realities) that office work of any kind nearly insists on—i've written/talked abt the pataphor before so want to have time to wonder/consider further this angle of view of it)

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re: Rodrigo's talk: this one was immediately brought up for conversation in the first (super short) Q/A session. That is, the first presentation to be addressed during discussion time was the piece most definitively schematized and thus easiest target really. Or possibly the piece structured along the most familiar rhetorical lines. (oddly!) So, easily taken up as questionable (that is, 'arguable') by anyone prone to that mode. Brian Stefans asked the broad question re: how everyone felt about it. Juliana Spahr answered saying that she had questions about it/found it questionable, but she didn't feel it was appropriate to discuss/argue against RT's piece when he wasn't in the room (which also implied that it was made possible for Rodrigo to make the criticism /slash/ dish it out yet be removed from/ be held safe from/ taking it too.). I reminded the audience that RT was aware that his text would be discussed critically without him being present, and additionally that we could text RT real time (he and I had discussed this). Juliana's answer was that of course she could email Rodrigo in her personal life, "that's not the point". Unfortunately, it really IS the point. No doubt unintended on her part, but this brief exchange neatly described a set of power relations regarding who is allowed to listen in on, participate in, talk about, contribute to discussion, and who gets to set the terms of 'appropriateness' re: discussion of a concern at hand (in this case, a 'work of art' and one deeply critical of the academy).  RT's piece was via this short exchange removed from public discussion and tucked back into the pocket/email box of those who already have direct access to a conversation with the writer. Fortunately, we were able to take RT’s piece up again the following day during the open discussion, where issues of academy in/out were talked through at some length.

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Class-passing, from  Samantha's talk: what a surprise for me too to hear about this, that this might be a mode one would adopt, or wish or want or need to adopt, and like Samantha I thought, wow, who would want to labor under that/also who of us isn't laboring under that every minute? Also, you can class pass in academy by reading enough issues of the New Yorker?—that is, class passing is about language acquisition—Again, one of the hidden themes of the weekend being who owns speech (the right to speak, the space to speak, the proper subjects on which to speak) "in "the" "community".

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And of course, that very question or argument around the academy---that the gathering both was and was not a response to a perceived split between those who do, and those who do not, 'academy'. Samantha Giles arguing on Monday that our decision was divisive, and that we should have included those workers as participants, and others in the room arguing that as a first step it was absolutely necessary to make a statement about inclusion/exclusion in current hierarchical structures of aestheticizing, of aesthetico-politicizing of poetry that's taking place right now so definitively divisively, in the academy.

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My own bit added to the part of the conversation re: academy, was adjacent to BKS's noting, the previous day, the 'impoverishment' of cirtical structures in poetry world as against a model of plenty found in the art world (and as so much more easily supported in that arena by capital)---and that the thing to be noted of much importance is that, unlike any other art form or cultural form I can think of, poetry theory/poetics/'rethinkings" in the academy are almost entirely dominated by practitioners, with undeniably personal reasons for advancing particular (aesthetic)(and other) agendas. This stating the obvious to an embarrassing degree (I mean, I’m stating it and feel embarrassed).

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Also much raised or revealed, in Laura's talk, and Steve Farmer's, and Andrew Joron's, and Pamela Lu's—the all academy/all the time situation for poets, and poetics, that we're "enjoying" now is so recent a development (two decades?). Someone (in private conversation) argued that 'we've' always looked to the academy for---guidelines?---on how and what and who to read or to care for (much arguable, but not incorrect), and so why is this so different now?

One answer for me, related to the all-theorists-are-practioners (but not vice-versa) problem comes from a conversation I had—a few months back—with a poet (/critic/academic) who I won't name. This person told me they liked another poet's work—Poet X—quite a lot, found it quite interesting, but didn't want to write publicly or critically about PoetX's work because Poet X's theoretical writing on Poet X's own work was "weak"—and so, my interlocutor explained, to write about Poet X's work could subject him/her (this poet-critic) to ridicule in the academy, what? did i hear this right? was I or my conversationalist drunk? (well, yes). The person told me outright he/she would not write positive (or any other) critical writing—even in an 'informal' blog setting—about Poet X's work, because Poet X can't do good theory.

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I speak English, art museum politics, yoga, tax evasion by forgetfulness, friendship, how to ask a question, B vitamins in kale, Facebook, a little Mandarin, Spanish when lost in a border town.

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A wonderful and wide-ranging conversation at the bar Sunday night with Brian Whitener, only one part of which I’ll relate at the moment. He said something along the lines of this gathering as basic starter-issue organizing (let everyone talk about their common condition etc), and then get to the 'real issues', that is, health care and gender and race and capital etc, to which claim, sounding to my ears a bit paternal or even patronizing—so unlikely a mode (either way) to have come from Brian Whitener, I accept responsiblity for projecting it—I answered a bit frustratedly that I was listening to conversations all evening and weekend from both university employees and 'everyone else', and encountering a really different, totally bifurcated, trajectory of response. Which was, on the side of those who don't work for the university, real excitement and relief, to have the chance to speak, first of all, to be heard, next of all, and to hear about this common and so hidden condition, our labor, and how we manage to be poets despite, a strong sense of liberation and excitement at the opportunity to talk together about work first of all, and how it extends to every part of creative life, social life, and political life, next of all. On the side of the university workers, much of what I heard was, well, why aren't we talking enough about poetics? why aren't we talking about 'real' community organizing? why aren't we talking about labor and health care? I very frustratedly said to Brian that yes, we are discussing all of those things also, but there is first of all, in the sphere of local (and extralocal) poetics, life in poetry, a set of public space issues, related to a politics of aesthetics, regarding who gets to speak, be heard, listened to, contribute; a group so disenfranchised in this way that the 'dominant class' (here this was Brian’s phrase, not mine) simply were refusing to hear this set of concerns, evcen while they were being stated repeatedly over the weekend. Mainly, it seems, because those concerns do not concern them. If half your 'colleagues'’—that is, people who make and think poetry—are silenced by circumstance of work life (where one is or is not) (or by, as per Rodrigo, 'straight up erasure'), what do we all lose?

And finally, with all the questions about elitism / accessibility in, and collapse of, the university, might not it be useful to turn to your colleagues outside the system for some sort of constructive collaboration and expansion of modes of learning (and on the sly instituting!!)

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There was a lot of argument around/against a positioning of inside/outside—I think this is partly to do with a fear of acknowleging a frame of unequal access (to the speech state) (among those who are assumed to be ‘of the same class’), as though such acknowledgment states something definitive or unshakeable, and as though it positions one 'side' or the other 'side' as in a weaker or more dominant position 'overall'—

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Chris Daniels, saying he used to care more about the academy’s dismissal, used to be more angry, until he had the means of book production in his own hands.

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For the first time in more than a decade of coming around this particular 'poetry scene' I saw and heard talking to each other in the same room, respectfully and courageously and patiently and generously, people I have never yet seen talking in this way with each other, many, many of whom I've never seen speak up in public poetry space AT ALL.

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I think that we managed to successfully negotiate or provide a comfortable space where those who don't always feel free or 'empowered' to speak, did speak, and those who do often take the floor seemed to listen with more patience and less out of let-me-tear-apart-your-argument [or your gentle, fearfully offered statement] mode. Regarding mode—I think that, aside from or in addition to Bay Area Langpo legacy of aggressive speech-topping, my evocation of a kind of wolves-and-rabbits public speaking space has very much to do with university training, vs other kinds of training, regarding what modes of address and exchange are ‘appropriate’ in the round. If you're trained to schematize, and especially to argue schematizations, it could and I think has become the default mode—listening and speaking skills less highly prized or at any rate less often put to use in public speaking (poetry) space are those modes of compassionate listening, and gentle, exploratory questioning and responding. As though those modes necessarily eschew rigor.

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Monday's in-the-round dialogue began with Samantha Giles saying she thought our decision not to include university workers was unduly divisive. While I think that conversation was frustrating for many of us who felt that the inclusionary model—that is, including as many possible NON-academy workers, was an absolute necessity for carving out desperately needed conversational space, one of the very marvelous things to come out of it was a mutual recognition from both "sides" (if there can be said to be sides here) that we have mainly or many like social aims, and that building a new space of dialogue among us would be one possible, incredibly constructive, next step. Monday's discussion did leave us w/ a couple of potential "locations" of "activity" going forward, some of which I hope we'll work on taking up in coming months. Worth noting that, for me anyway, it seemed that many of those locations of activity being suggested are really around a poetics of politics, or straight up activism.

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The worst moment for me came in the ladies room, between the morning and evening sessions of the long day. I saw someone who'd been all morning at the first session and had just returned from the lunch break for the second half of the day, and I thanked her for coming back for the round two. "Well," she said, "I went and had a beer and now I'm going to power through". Considering the lucidity, generosity, care, and indeed listenability, really, of the presentations generally, this was quite the disagreeable dismissal, and it was received in the manner it was intended, that is, a slap in the face. I blushed. (Although its other intention, that of emotional undermining, I have finally learned not to take in).  No one was asked to 'power through' anything not to their liking. That's appropriate perhaps when looking to add points for your next job interview, but this was neither work nor an academic conference.  I would have preferred this person just go on home. What would one 'power thru' for? What's the cultural capital likely to have accrued for this listener by sticking around/powering thru?

Aside from this, I experienced compassionate listening and generous offering, and real openness in almost every exchange I had during the weekend. Absolutely astonishing. “Heartening” is a word I’ve used a dozen times or more in describing the way everything unfolded, both in the months of planning with DB, BB, SL, AW, and the weekend itself. The generosity of our presenters, deputizers et al. The generosity of so many others, with their time and money. The generosity of the listening and speaking.

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By the second half of Sunday we had a strong house at Studio One, about 60 people. And 30 people showed up for the open discussion at 21Grand, on an absolutely gorgeous, hot and bright Labor Day Monday morning. As Sara Larsen likes to say, "Fuck yeah"

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Like I said, totally scattered, and so much has been left out—more to come as/if I can.

this is not the sort of thing I want to deal with in 'a poem' and would never bother writing into a notebook. It's something maybe to be told to a lover. Or I might tell it to my mom, who is interested in such things. It makes sense to put it here, weird repository of dreams, fantasies, compulsions, aggressions, admissions....

I tried to write all the backstory but it's boring. I'll try to do it faster. I have been over the last seven months slowly reclaiming my life from horrible constant chronic pain, a weird thing for someone the very picture of confident Russian Polish American peasant health, glowing with California sun, produce and yoga. But then I did nothing but work for four years, it was the writing of 'a poem' called work and the writing of 'a poem' which is a book of work finally finally finished. Anyone knows writing just one will kill you, etc. So I really fucked myself up. I couldn't walk, sleep, or sit. Also, I had a successful worker's comp claim because of the bad ergonomics and constant pressure, sleeplessness, and overwork of the job. So I've been to physical therapy, and occupational therapy, and acupuncture, and the chiropractor, and the X-ray machine, and the spine doctor, and the MRI tube, and the gynecologist, and the general practitioner, and the takers of blood, and the pilates instructor, and the massage therapist.

It's the massage therapist I want to tell you about. I realize I can't tell this 'story' in the way I would like to, that is, with some kind of frame. I had a 90minute appointment, twice as long as I have been able to afford in the past. My mother helped me pay for this one, because we agreed something is necessary. I thought it would be mainly the same as before, rubbing, pressing, stretching, stroking, kneading etc, with special attention to this area of the right psoas, especially where it meets and attaches to groin, pelvis, because this seems to be---after all these months of gradually bringing the pain out of referral to thighs, hamstrings, back---where the pain originates. Last time I saw the massage therapist, he pressed on a part of my pelvis that shot electrical shocks down leg and into brain. Then I went home and slept for three hours. Two days later I cried a sort of sick deep form of weeping I don't think I've registered before. And two days after that again, registering grief of rejection, a lifetime's worth. I thought today it would be the same massage but different, longer. But instead, after massaging back, shoulders, registering and soothing legs, spirit--I was nearly asleep, very odd--he had me turn over on my back, made some moderate adjustments of each leg, attended briefly each psoas, and then pulled up a stool and sat down, and placed his hand over my abdomen, just below my belly button, just above the pubic bone. He just stayed there. It was very strange. No electrical shocks. I started to cry. It was very embarrassing. Embarrassment the strongest sensation, and surprise and the shame of --what? he just stayed there. Then he asked me a lot of questions about the shape and color and texture and sensation of my experience. I won't share this with you, it's embarrassing in the way of a very small child not wanting to tell you their favorite color. This went on a really long time. Then the next thing was to begin to let that energy move. He was very kind. He asked if he could put some crystals on my body, I said ok. No one has ever done that before. My eyes were closed or paying attention to the slowly shifting changing moving internal terrain of my abdomen, my pelvis, my groin, my ovaries, my thigh. Then he did some other things, I'm not sure what, but for awhile gently massaging my skull. My body felt so light three fourths of it disappeared, it was as if it wasn't there, it was light instead. White light, absence of substance, how embarrasing to relate. I can't remember the rest, this much is embarrassing and doesn't express. I came home and slept for three hours.

Labor Day Event Details

Agenda for Sunday, September 5, 1:00 - 7:00 p.m.

Studio One Art Center, 365 45th Street, Oakland

In an effort to include as many people as possible in this gathering, we are happy to announce that we will be posting audio files of the presentations on the Labor Day Event Blog shortly after each one is given. You'll be able to listen and participate no matter where you are.

1:00 - 3:30 p.m.

Welcome

Group I

Pam Lu
 (text read by Erika Staiti)

Steve Farmer

Jason Morris

Lauren Levin

Brandon Brown
 


(15 minute break)

Group II

Rodrigo Toscano (text read by Suzanne Stein)

Cedar Sigo

Chris Daniels (deputized by Pam Lu)

Dana Teen Lomax

Open Discussion

Break -- 3:30 – 4:30 p.m.

4:30 - 7:00 p.m.

Group III

Laura Moriarty

David Brazil


Andrew Joron


Vanessa Place


15 minute break


Group IV

Sara Larsen

George Albon (deputized by Stacy Szymaszek, text read by volunteer)

Samantha Giles (deputized by CA Conrad)

Kevin Killian

Open Discussion

Please note, there is an hour long break in the middle of the day. We won't be able to provide food but there is a lovely grassy area and patio out front, and we encourage you to pack a lunch! We will have coffee, tea, water, and cookies.

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Agenda for Monday, September 6, 11 am - 2pm
at 21 Grand Gallery, 416 25th Street, Oakland

11 am - Noon

Potluck brunch

Noon - 2pm

Open moderated discussion

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Please spread the news! We hope to see you there!


For more info: http://labday2010.blogspot.com/
If you can volunteer, or would like to bring something to the potluck brunch, write to us at labday2010@gmail.com

Day which I dig out with a shovel
Blue which piles up on the edges to become some night

Please join us in the Bay Area this Labor Day Weekend for a unique collaborative event.

Sunday, September 5, 1-7pm, Studio One, 365 45th Street, Oakland
Monday, September 6, 11am – 2pm, 21 Grand, 416 25th Street, Oakland

THIS EVENT IS FREE.

We are convening around the notion of labor and poetics. Because issues of labor and money are integral to so many of our lives as artists, we hope that gathering as presenters and participants will highlight the particularity of our struggle to “do two jobs,” that is, make artworks and earn a wage to support ourselves. For the many of us who are not employed by the University, the occasions for speaking in and with a group concerned with poetics and politics in a formal way are rare. We think and hope this gathering will be a positive model for thinking cooperatively in the future.

Our participant-presenters:

Chris Daniels (as deputized by Pamelu Lu), Steve Farmer, Samantha Giles (as deputized by CA Conrad), Andrew Joron, Kevin Killian, Lauren Levin, Dana Teen Lomax, Laura Moriarty, Jason Morris, Vanessa Place, and Cedar Sigo. We are also glad to be able to present short texts from Pamela Lu, George Albon (deputized by Stacy Szymaszek), and Rodrigo Toscano.

The gathering will include two events. On Sunday at Studio One we will have a day of presentations.  On Monday (Labor Day), we will reconvene at 21 Grand Gallery for an open, informal, but hopefully rigorous conversation about issues and ideas raised in Sunday’s presentations and performances. This will be a potluck brunch at 11:00 a.m., with moderated conversation from 12:00pm to 2:00pm.

A detailed schedule of presentations will be available shortly before the event.

As we are organizing this in our "free time," we do of course need your help! There are several ways you can help. If you can host out of town attendees, furnish supplies for the potluck brunch, have video or other technical skills, or would like to pitch in and lend a hand facilitating the event itself, we would love to put you, uh, ‘to work’!  Please send us an email at labday2010@gmail.com and tell us what you can offer.

Finally, this community event is open to all, and there will be no door charge. We would be quite grateful for help defraying costs of the event: for those who would like to contribute cash, we have set up a PayPal account. Money will go towards space rental costs, supplies, and tech.

Feel free to spread the news! We hope to see you there!



David Brazil, Suzanne Stein, Brandon Brown, Sara Larsen, Alli Warren

http://www.labday2010.blogspot.com/

original announcement/save the date is here.

http://mediamogul.seas.upenn.edu/pennsound/authors/Stewart/Studio-111/Stewart-Susan_02_Apple_UPenn_4-20-04.mp3

<>http://mediamogul.seas.upenn.edu/pennsound/authors/Spicer/Spicer-Jack_Song-of-the-Bird-in-the-Loins.mp3

It's your birthday, it's Bastille Day, which I didn't know anything about until you told me, you introduced me to Frank O'Hara, you took me to the Frick for the first time I never not think of you and all of these things at the same time, thank you for not letting it go wasted and thank you for giving all that to me, Happy Birthday

"In the days to come, politics and therapy will be one and the same. The people will feel hopeless and depressed and panicked, because they can't deal with the post-growth economy and they will miss our dissolving modern identity. Our cultural task will be to attend to these people and to take care of their trauma showing them the way to pursue the happy adaptation at hand. Our task will be the creation of social zones of human resistance, zones of therapeutic contagion. Capitalism will not disappear from the global landscape, but it will lose its pervasive, paradigmatic role in our semiotization, it will become one of the possible forms of social organization. Communism will never be the principle of a new totalization, but one of the possible forms of autonomy from capitalist rule."

(More Bifo. Thanks to my friends)

"Virtual is a reality whose tangible physicality has been eliminated. Frigid Thought can well be recognized in the network world, where the relation to the other is artificially euphoric but substantially desexualized as well."

............................SAVE THE DATE.............................

Labor Day 2010/ Convocation

Please join us in the Bay Area this Labor Day 2010 for a unique collaborative event.

Partly as a response to the form of the academic conference, in which invitees share the common condition of working in the academy, we are organizing a gathering in which poets who survive by other means are able to present in a formal structure that encourages conversation about poetics and social life.

The topic for this first convocation is therefore LABOR, and we have invited a number of poets and writers to prepare short presentations around how they earn a living.

Because issues of labor and money are integral to so many of our lives as artists, we are hoping that gathering as presenters and participants will highlight the particularity of our struggle to “do two jobs,” that is, make artworks and earn a wage to support ourselves. Because we are not employed by the University, the occasions for speaking in and with a group concerned with poetics and politics in a formal way are rare. But we think this gathering will be a positive model for thinking cooperatively in the future.

Specific locations and exact times remain TBD, however the overall structure of the event looks like this: Sunday afternoon and leading into evening, we'll gather in the East Bay to hear the presentations. Afterwards, we'll have drinks and socially process the material from that day's event. On Monday (late) morning, we'll all convene again to have brunch. At brunch, the presenters along with the audience will have an open, informal, but hopefully rigorous conversation about issues and ideas raised in the performances of Sunday.

We would especially like to encourage attendance by as many of you from outside the Bay Area as might be interested in participating. Because we understand that out-of-pocket travel can be quite expensive and difficult, we will do everything we can to try and help find accommodation and defray the cost of meals. And the weather is usually quite perfect here around Labor Day, if that’s any more persuasive.

This event is open to everyone, and we hope to see as many of you here as possible. This is also something to share with others. Travel will be easier if done in pairs or small groups, and absolutely no one is discouraged from participating.

We'll also look into the possibility of Skype or other forms of broadcast, in order to include as many as might wish to engage.

Times, locations, and a list of presenters shortly forthcoming.

We hope to see you there!

David Brazil, Suzanne Stein, Brandon Brown, Sara Larsen, Alli Warren

Valie Export, Ontological Leap, 1974

yes always though you said it first
you the quicksand and sand and grass
as I wave toward you freely
the ego-ridden sea
there is a light there that neither
of us will obscure
rubbing it all white
saving ships from fucking up on the rocks

[etc, repeat]

On the train coming home this evening I saw a near-blind lawyer I used to work for. He was reading a paperback novel. In order to read the paperback novel, just as I remember he would do in order to read the brief, the letter, the offshore hedge fund circular, he had the book held up so close to his face the pages practically touched the left lens of his eyeglasses. I only saw him as I was crossing the car to get to the open doors. I thought he saw me, that we had that exchange you have with people you once knew, slightly but very regularly, where you recognize, look away, and remember later who they were. But he couldn't have seen me, he can't see. He probably never knew what I looked like then. Did we note each other in the car anyway? Yesterday, no, Wednesday, the man sitting in front of me in the carshare looked so familiar, from where did I know him? Is it from the cafe? Have we had a conversation? I know his face, his beard, his hat, his style, everything.  I couldn't place him. Later, that evening, I was standing in the staff reception entrance of the museum, talking with some new writers for Open Space, and out he came, this fellow: a colleague.

I'm not negotiating a crisis, but I'm negotiating something. Once upon a time---  I'd wake up every morning with pangs of guilt, anxiety, shame, it always circulated around the cigarette, that I'd smoked too much, too many, too long, that I smoked at all, that I was a smoker. When I quit, for several months even, I woke up every morning without that feeling, or with a set of comforting replacement feelings: relief that I hadn't smoked, also pride. But those feelings wore off as I gradually lost the addiction, and they were replaced by the surfacing of all the other anxieties or negotiations that were not about smoking but were about living. I don't have something I call those feelings; maybe I should call them 'morning feeling'. Recently they are mid-life-crisis style anxieties: where am I now, where will I be, what do I do next, with whom, where, I'm going to die, etc.

The 'I'm going to die' thing is a funny one. I was always going to die. From 8 or 9 until 40 I was sure I would die in my 39th year. Lo, I turned 40 and that was a very odd day. I call that a birthday. Who was I before that, besides a person who was sure she would die? One plans differently or not at all when one does not expect to continue to live.

Who reads this blog? Where should I invest my creative energy? What should come next anyway? I've finished up having made mistakes of the kind you make when you're half-alive and unhappy. In a way it seems like there aren't any other life mistakes to make, except for the failure to aim towards whatever's truest in the heart, give that kind of  a clear path. Maybe it's a good idea to consider what they've always meant by 'nest egg'. What gets stored up for 'the future'? What was I doing up til now? Leslie and Judith asked me along with some others to write about "The Future." I had quite a terrible time with that. This blog post must be about Leslie. We talked about Paradise after that. I recall reading somewhere about people under extreme duress, and how time collapses or explodes into an infinite present in order to tolerate the intolerable constant presence of threat, of trauma, I read this in relation to a study of prisoners at Auschwitz, why am I recalling this now? I recall being in a graduate seminar with Stacy, and sitting in the half dark---why were the lights in the classroom out?---talking about this extreme duress and my own experience of -- I can not remember now what was so pertinent about my own experience of time to have so earnestly tried to articulate it then.

Every acceptance may recognize an end, permit outcomes thus, but skillful
Uncovering has strength to negate, and nobody can act without art.
In expression, facts lock into yes and no, an alterance. Words are then
Positive while insubstantial. Promise. So vocabulary's each culmination's
Vehicle, even in dance, lexical, meaning limited. Meaning joy, celebrated
In finitude's context, assume a greater span upon ending. Since what's
Mortal's fettered, fulfillment extols death.

Each moment, fifteen pounds of air pin us by gravity. Then anyone
Needs sixteen pounds of lightness to ever budge. Such compliance
Demands levitation, must generate excitement, which passion enact;
Thus dreams have all they can handle. From a stone, anchored, is how
We rise, where faith is placed only in potential, miracle without
Dimension's measure so opening, unhinged at least, where each "they"
Is porous, in penetrability dunked and enriched.

"In the explosion," says the cat, "the whole world becomes a skin,"
Meaning ash coated every ledge and cranny, for good. Production then
Strung on dismantlement, an augmenting transparence where, seen as a
Model, renovation's inconceivable.

--Stacy Doris

recent sighting

meet me at the fountain

This morning this appeared at the top of my Flickr contacts page:

I went to Pearlblossom Highway to see what Mike had to say about In Your Dreams. Last night Mike had a dream about money, and poets. Last night I had a dream about money and poets. (I suppose poets dreaming of poets and money is not to be unexpected.) I have a medallion I've been wearing around my neck daily since Stephanie gave it to me for my birthday in February. It's made of some kind of brass-colored metal, some sort of greenish stone, and it has a big 'S' on it. (You can see it clearly, if mirror reversed, in this picture.) In the dream, I am standing with a group of people, of poets, 'after a reading', but it is in the hallway of the annexed offices of SFMOMA, where I work. Alli wants to sell my necklace to get her money back. She collects a lot of bills from all the others, all the money is stuffed in my pockets and my necklace is laid on the counter. I am so filled with rage, helpless anger, big deep feeling of loss over the loved medallion. I yell at Alli and throw all the money at her, which falls down in front of her eyes and over her head, landing under a big green plant in a white pot on the white counter where my medallion is--I've showered her with money.

Parse.

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http://orpheus.ucsd.edu/speccoll/DigitalArchives/m504_revelations/

'The important thing is that it be uttered to someone'

That's enough of this perhaps for now. What a pleasant, spring-like afternoon, spent reading The fall of sleep in the sun and sometimes slipping right into a little sleep as I went. A touch more on sleep and dreams here.

"But whatever one's age, no one enters sleep without some sort of lullaby. No one can do without being led along by a cadence one does not even perceive, since it is precisely the cadence of absence that penetrates presence, sometimes in one single movement—in one single push that suddenly sends the present floating alongside itself—sometimes at several times—in several successive waves, like a tide licking the sand and impregnating it a little further each time, depositing flakes of sleepy foam. Rocking movements put us to sleep because sleep in its essence is itself a rocking, not a stable, motionless state. Lullaby: one charms, one enchants, one puts mistrust to sleep before putting wakefulness itself to sleep, one gently guides to nowhere—"

What the sleeper sees is...the eclipse itself: not the fiery ring around it, but the perfectly dark heart of the eclipse of being. But this darkness is not an invisibility: on the contrary, it offers the full visibility of what, in front of me—that in front where every image comes to be imaged, every color to shimmer, every outline traced—there is no more "in front" and everything is made equivalent to "in back" or to "nowhere". There is no share of the visible, consequently there is no invisible either. There is no division or partition. Everything that could come from outside or escape to it, all the supposed "messages" and any thoughts, whether they be of the eye or the ear, the nose, the mouth or skin, the nerves, the viscera, the neuron chains, muscles and tendons, wills or imaginations, desires or sufferings, all thoughts without exception do not disappear—far from it! but come to play freely, indistinctly distinct, in the expanse of nowhere...

In this non-appearing, one single thing shows itself. But it does not show itself to others, and in this precise sense it does not appear. It shows itself to itself and, even better, in accordance with the distinction posited, it shows itself in itself, it appears to itself in that minute and intimate interstice between self and self, there where self is self. That is why its philosophical expression is indeed this "I am," this ego sum that Descartes does not doubt is independent of whether or not I sleep and of whether or not everything I perceive is on the order of dream.

"I am," however, heard murmured by the unconsciousness of a dreamer, testifies less to an "I" strictly conceived than to a "self" simply withdrawn into self, out of reach of any questioning and of any representation. Murmured by unconsciousness, "I am" becomes unintelligible; it is a kind of grunt or sigh that escapes from barely parted lips. It is a preverbal stream that deposits on the pillow a barely visible trace, as if a little saliva had leaked out of that sleeping mouth.

The man or woman whose mouth thus mumbles a confused attestation of existence is no longer "I" and is not truly "self": but beyond the two, or simply set apart, indifferent to any kind of ipseity; he or she is in self in the sense of the thing in itself that Kant made famous, not without risking more than one misunderstanding. The thing in itself is nothing other than the thing in itself, but withdrawn from any relation with a subject of its perception or with an agent of its manipulation, from all phenomenality, the sleeping thing at rest, sheltered from knowledge, techniques, and arts of all kinds, exempt from judgments and prospects. The thing not measured, not measurable, the thing concentrated in its indeterminate and non-appearing thingness.

...

The sleeping self is the self of the thing in itself: a self that cannot even distinguish itself from what is not "self," a self without self, in a way, but that finds or touches in this being-without-self its most genuine autonomous existence. Further, this existence should rightly be called absolute: ab-solutum, it is detachment from everything, it is that from which every link, every relation, every connection or composition, has been dissolved and excluded. It is that which essentially comes undone, detaches itself and releases itself even from any relation with its own detachment. The thing in itself knows nothing about other things, and everything that appears to it or makes itself felt to it comes only from itself, comes to it in self from self, without any distance to travel, without any performance to present.

There is no representation, there is barely presentation, barely presence. The presence of the sleeper is the presence of an absence, the thing in itself is a thing of no-thing. Mass, though, which is massive, massed, rolled, curled around this self that exists by insisting on a nonexistence. Not, however, pushed or driven back into a stupefaction: on the contrary, rapt in fervor, in an adoration of the world where it opens its strange peace.

--J-L N, The Fall of Sleep [Tombe de sommeil]

Suzanne Lately I have recurring fantasies of owning a TV and a newspaper home delivery subscription (Tue, 02 Mar 2010 23:58:11 GMT)
Suzanne The news of difference never gets thru (Tue, 02 Mar 2010 04:48:57 GMT)
Suzanne Remember that "I based my personality on record-album-X" game we were playing last week? My recent trip down Bob Seger memory lane has me deeply, deeply worried indeed... (Sun, 28 Feb 2010 20:37:40 GMT)
Suzanne who wants to play those eights and aces? (Sun, 28 Feb 2010 00:40:22 GMT)
Suzanne The internet thinks I should tarry with pilots. (Sat, 27 Feb 2010 18:05:17 GMT)
Suzanne life is cute (Sat, 27 Feb 2010 06:44:36 GMT)
Suzanne When a day turns as dark-and-threatening-to-stormy as this one appears to be turning, even a tuck-in to the cubicle seems delicious and cozy (Fri, 26 Feb 2010 19:50:43 GMT)
Suzanne The most popular topics of conversation on my Facebook News Feed today are Charles Bernstein and hockey. (Thu, 25 Feb 2010 05:37:26 GMT)
Suzanne another morning gone straight to hell on facebook (Sun, 21 Feb 2010 17:23:44 GMT)
Suzanne facebook is having a freakout (Sat, 20 Feb 2010 17:58:02 GMT)
Suzanne that was totally anti-climactic. (Sat, 20 Feb 2010 06:14:55 GMT)
Suzanne I think there's an audio file and a bottle of bourbon in somebody's very, very near future. (Sat, 20 Feb 2010 00:40:15 GMT)
Suzanne Freaky. YouTube is only five years old. (Thu, 18 Feb 2010 19:03:59 GMT)
Suzanne The stars are aligned, but for what? (Wed, 17 Feb 2010 04:47:25 GMT)
Suzanne Many, many thanks to the lovely Ms Morgan C Levy, for solving all my spreadsheet woes, and from a far far distance, and practically overnight. And many thanks to all other offers of spreadsheet support. xoxoxo (Tue, 16 Feb 2010 21:32:41 GMT)
Suzanne There comes a time in the life of every nonstick pan that the way of noncommitment grows tiresome, and the desire to grab hold bit by bit reveals itself in action. Today a whole egg lost its life to love. (Tue, 16 Feb 2010 15:22:08 GMT)
Suzanne I don't know which record album I based my personality on (Tue, 16 Feb 2010 04:07:50 GMT)
Suzanne full time free time blonde (Fri, 12 Feb 2010 18:47:32 GMT)
Suzanne someone needs to wash my mind out with soap (Fri, 12 Feb 2010 00:54:49 GMT)
Suzanne Who out there is an Excel genius? I need help ASAP (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 21:22:34 GMT)
Suzanne Let's hope he smells like cut grass and a suntan (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 19:34:20 GMT)
Suzanne I have a crush on sleep (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 07:01:56 GMT)
Suzanne hating on the new fb is the new so last redesign all over again (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 00:18:46 GMT)
Suzanne "the New Body Language"? really? (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 00:14:45 GMT)
Suzanne Liz Taylor is not his style (Mon, 08 Feb 2010 17:25:11 GMT)
Suzanne My brother is trying to convince me to run a half-marthon in San Diego in June. Thus, I will need a training partner. Any east-bay takers? (Sun, 07 Feb 2010 22:32:31 GMT)
Suzanne my house is a mess, i'm exhausted & I look like hell, but you won't care (Fri, 05 Feb 2010 03:59:53 GMT)
Suzanne FAT OCCASIONAL DONUT HOLE (Thu, 04 Feb 2010 22:21:59 GMT)
Suzanne will coffee help? (Thu, 04 Feb 2010 22:02:18 GMT)
Suzanne I really love sleeping (Wed, 03 Feb 2010 07:49:59 GMT)
Suzanne Honestly. Camping? In Antarctica? (Mon, 01 Feb 2010 05:47:46 GMT)
Suzanne The great Euclid Avenue ant massacre of '10 (Sat, 30 Jan 2010 17:02:24 GMT)
Suzanne my zeal seems to have run off on extended vacation. (Fri, 29 Jan 2010 23:04:55 GMT)
Suzanne "One can do a semblance of surplus jouissance—it draws quite a crowd." (Sun, 24 Jan 2010 21:28:40 GMT)
Suzanne fishing is popular in western australia (Sun, 24 Jan 2010 18:29:35 GMT)
Suzanne I have an idea (Fri, 22 Jan 2010 16:50:19 GMT)
Suzanne the lowest common denominator is really getting me down (Fri, 22 Jan 2010 01:44:34 GMT)
Suzanne I'd just like to say that this whole poets theater 'rehearsal' business is totally in the way of I finally have a night off and am not asleep (Fri, 22 Jan 2010 00:32:17 GMT)
Suzanne the bisbee, az of my mind (Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:59:04 GMT)
Suzanne The two-years-long 'experimental' 'poem' "Suzanne Stein as Community Producer" came to a close yesterday at 17:37:30 PST, now it's just debrief & documentation (Tue, 19 Jan 2010 21:39:21 GMT)
Suzanne anyone who wants to bring by the mausseuse the housekeeper the cracklin flame the scotch---you get nothing in return but i'm a charming drunk when rested up (Tue, 19 Jan 2010 05:39:13 GMT)
Suzanne I just sent an email, in what some might consider a 'professional' context, apologizing for being "lame-ass" (Thu, 14 Jan 2010 17:50:30 GMT)
Suzanne does anyone else feel embarrassed by over-liking on facebook. i haven't been able to restrain my liking lately (Wed, 13 Jan 2010 17:20:58 GMT)
Suzanne i'm really in an other mode mood (Wed, 13 Jan 2010 02:14:41 GMT)
Suzanne wildity (Tue, 12 Jan 2010 20:04:55 GMT)
Suzanne need a good quote (Mon, 11 Jan 2010 22:50:40 GMT)
Suzanne the little engineer that could (Sun, 10 Jan 2010 17:22:00 GMT)
Suzanne I just don't know what to do with it. (Sat, 09 Jan 2010 16:50:52 GMT)
Suzanne what should we talk about? (Fri, 08 Jan 2010 23:18:13 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook is hilarious this morning (Fri, 08 Jan 2010 17:39:40 GMT)
Suzanne rogue toaster (Mon, 04 Jan 2010 04:11:36 GMT)
Suzanne "I have tried to keep it concise in the hope that readers may reach the end." (Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:15:44 GMT)
Suzanne Bed, I am leaving you. Bed, I am taking my leave of you. Sheets, my adoring sheets, away with you blankets and pillows, i must rise from you! i must! rise! (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 22:36:31 GMT)
Suzanne I keep trying to fetch Your Year in Status Updates like everyone else but every time it crashes the system (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 19:38:19 GMT)
Suzanne I am watching a very black cat prowl over the grey shingle roof of a nearby house, wondering how it got up there and how it will get down. (Tue, 29 Dec 2009 21:11:58 GMT)
Suzanne trying to silence car alarm with snooze button (Wed, 23 Dec 2009 17:23:42 GMT)
Suzanne when the dark darkens my door I redouble my efforts (Thu, 17 Dec 2009 03:22:32 GMT)
Suzanne sailor suits sewn by blonde slovenian grandmas (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 12:00:35 GMT)
Suzanne need hot tub (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 02:11:35 GMT)
Suzanne needs one to do the sleeping, another to do the feeding, plus if there was one for washing up, that would probably make it all work out alright (Fri, 11 Dec 2009 22:55:20 GMT)
Suzanne Still processing the always eye-opening experience of the visit to the graduate student seminar. (Thu, 10 Dec 2009 16:04:04 GMT)
Suzanne ack (Thu, 10 Dec 2009 00:01:37 GMT)
Suzanne glows-in-the-dark bracelet in my pocket (Wed, 09 Dec 2009 05:59:10 GMT)
Suzanne Can everyone please start acting out of character (Tue, 08 Dec 2009 02:16:59 GMT)
Suzanne academy theater (Mon, 07 Dec 2009 15:56:26 GMT)
Suzanne tiringly predictable. (Sun, 06 Dec 2009 17:12:27 GMT)
Suzanne "I who make a profession of mute things" (Sat, 05 Dec 2009 15:31:24 GMT)
Suzanne sky-scraper (Sat, 05 Dec 2009 05:39:58 GMT)
Suzanne "Anniversaryitis" (Fri, 04 Dec 2009 18:08:33 GMT)
Suzanne day, i had such high hopes for you, and i did nothing much with you at all (Fri, 04 Dec 2009 02:53:50 GMT)
Suzanne can someone remind me what i'm supposed to be doing on Thurs Dec 10 (Mon, 30 Nov 2009 22:23:48 GMT)
Suzanne Ativan, black coffee, elliptical trainer, Miles Davis, chocolate. Now to fix the dish and attend the party. (Thu, 26 Nov 2009 22:29:10 GMT)
Suzanne Giddy (Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:48:18 GMT)
Suzanne Joseph Mosconi!! Galvanized Iron on the Citizens' Band is XLNT!! xo (Wed, 25 Nov 2009 07:00:39 GMT)
Suzanne benadryl make wacky (Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:18:30 GMT)
Suzanne needs library card (Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:48:13 GMT)
Suzanne want to play hooky (Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:39:23 GMT)
Suzanne self-determining toaster oven (Tue, 24 Nov 2009 03:40:25 GMT)
Suzanne I just opened the shades to find all the bedroom windows open, which does go some distance toward explaining why I had such difficulty keeping warm in the middle of the night (Sat, 21 Nov 2009 18:19:04 GMT)
Suzanne I dislike. (Sat, 21 Nov 2009 17:46:02 GMT)
Suzanne Brown corduroy and black pleather. It's definitely not working. (Mon, 16 Nov 2009 18:35:08 GMT)
Suzanne vitamin c packet, you are my special, special friend (Fri, 13 Nov 2009 20:07:15 GMT)
Suzanne flu don't fell me now (Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:02:14 GMT)
Suzanne tiny-internet-free-town fantasies on the rise (Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:50:18 GMT)
Suzanne O I have just gone down the dark and sparkling road of the infinite catalogue of old photos, whoa (Sat, 07 Nov 2009 07:15:49 GMT)
Suzanne I have been given up to an absence of fiction (Fri, 06 Nov 2009 05:16:00 GMT)
Suzanne all upside down it must be that SCORPIO WEATHER (Thu, 05 Nov 2009 22:38:53 GMT)
Suzanne The cafe-barbershop-tattoo parlor-pool hall around the corner from my house has recently added Sunday yoga to their repertoire. (Thu, 05 Nov 2009 03:38:19 GMT)
Suzanne Even my escape fantasies feel frazzled (Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:32:30 GMT)
Suzanne Hello says the apple (Mon, 02 Nov 2009 16:22:11 GMT)
Suzanne Taking a catnap on the floor in the sun just now, was startled awake by a dream of a snarling dog sinking its teeth into my left ankle (Sat, 31 Oct 2009 21:55:17 GMT)
Suzanne That key unlocks a kick unguent (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 19:08:59 GMT)
Suzanne Chirping up (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 18:22:13 GMT)
Suzanne This kit lacks a key ingredient (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 14:43:49 GMT)
Suzanne Her kit lacks a key ingredient (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 14:03:11 GMT)
Suzanne One wouldn't beat an English pet for failing to bark in French (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 13:51:44 GMT)
Suzanne A prisoner here, yes, but I'm also free (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 07:08:32 GMT)
Suzanne pumpkin seed season (Tue, 27 Oct 2009 22:50:37 GMT)
Suzanne Try! magazine, dated Oct 16, 2009 (Mon, 26 Oct 2009 02:09:51 GMT)
Suzanne He knows who delivers the arrows. (Sat, 24 Oct 2009 02:59:12 GMT)
Suzanne Imperfectly impervious, thus the soft spots smart. (Sat, 24 Oct 2009 00:49:29 GMT)
Suzanne Erika Staiti is taking me to task on the backchannel, no holds barred. Go Staiti. (Fri, 23 Oct 2009 20:43:30 GMT)
Suzanne Okay, now I'm going to be selective with the liking. (Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:11:37 GMT)
Suzanne Hurry up, there's nothing up here to like on (Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:04:36 GMT)
Suzanne quit crowing (Sun, 18 Oct 2009 16:45:18 GMT)
Suzanne thinks it hilarious. (Sat, 17 Oct 2009 18:01:26 GMT)
Suzanne I spend good portions of my day laughing at my own private misreadings (Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:23:55 GMT)
Suzanne Fox chases down dream, finds a real rabbit in his teeth. (Wed, 14 Oct 2009 14:20:41 GMT)
Suzanne Joseph Cornell, The Rain Barrel (I think I figured out that this will work. Let's try it. http://www.sfmoma.org/projects/artscope/index.html#zoom=8&r=416&artwork=16439 (Tue, 13 Oct 2009 23:35:40 GMT)
Suzanne needs to be dried. (Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:00:50 GMT)
Suzanne Awake, listening to first storm arrive (Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:49:30 GMT)
Suzanne Eating frozen blueberries with fingers. Fingers, teeth, tongue: dark blue. (Tue, 13 Oct 2009 03:58:04 GMT)
Suzanne Recognizes the construction. (Mon, 12 Oct 2009 04:49:48 GMT)
Suzanne I *could* change out of my pajamas but why (Sun, 11 Oct 2009 22:17:15 GMT)
Suzanne Sunday feels even more delicious when Monday's a holiday (Sun, 11 Oct 2009 17:56:36 GMT)
Suzanne All the sweethearts of the world are out littering the bars (Sat, 10 Oct 2009 04:43:24 GMT)
Suzanne Strong black coffee followed by half a plastic cup of crappy champagne at a brainstorming meeting does in fact a productive workday make (Thu, 08 Oct 2009 23:53:43 GMT)
Suzanne That one hit the mark. (Thu, 08 Oct 2009 03:10:47 GMT)
Suzanne Remember the dear gone summer days, when we were all so freewheeling and could frolic noon and night in the comment boxes all together? Dear long gone days of summer (Wed, 07 Oct 2009 20:16:02 GMT)
Suzanne is considering solidarity juicing. (Tue, 06 Oct 2009 03:13:49 GMT)
Suzanne This fall, if I don't want to, I'm not going to. (Mon, 05 Oct 2009 22:27:48 GMT)
Suzanne Late afternoon nap on cool, sunny, October afternoon: dreamy. It's as if my apartment repaired itself. (Sun, 04 Oct 2009 01:34:58 GMT)
Suzanne Ok. (Sat, 03 Oct 2009 22:02:01 GMT)
Suzanne Distressed by the degree of unkemptness my apartment is exhibiting (Sat, 03 Oct 2009 04:34:36 GMT)
Suzanne Mixing's kind of fun (Fri, 02 Oct 2009 05:32:03 GMT)
Suzanne Habit, that safety razor of the soul. (Thu, 01 Oct 2009 15:44:57 GMT)
Suzanne I just received an email from my cell service provider, with subject line: "Share more and satisfy Mother Nature" (Wed, 30 Sep 2009 18:18:15 GMT)
Suzanne In an extremely freakish turn of events, my calendar tellls me I have NO MEETINGS today. (Wed, 30 Sep 2009 15:14:23 GMT)
Suzanne malfunctioning (Tue, 29 Sep 2009 19:57:23 GMT)
Suzanne "Beyond his preternatural affability there is some acid and some steel" (Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:26:45 GMT)
Suzanne DESCRIBE ALL IMMUNITIES PLEASE (Sun, 27 Sep 2009 19:49:58 GMT)
Suzanne still feel a bit scrambled by the scale of the deal (Sat, 26 Sep 2009 17:21:45 GMT)
Suzanne show a little faith, there's magic in the night (Fri, 25 Sep 2009 17:39:41 GMT)
Suzanne Drunk on a full night's sleep (Wed, 23 Sep 2009 17:31:49 GMT)
Suzanne Wednesday morning's preoccupation: swim for shore or (Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:07:36 GMT)
Suzanne I am in my cubicle corresponding with colleagues across the corridor (Tue, 22 Sep 2009 19:33:06 GMT)
Suzanne Superfunded for Discontinuous Change (Tue, 22 Sep 2009 03:17:48 GMT)
Suzanne can someone update my status for me please, i need to know how i'm feeling (Mon, 21 Sep 2009 04:42:52 GMT)
Suzanne thank you Staiti for giving me my sense of humor back, and the Cloned Supernatural Ewe (Sun, 20 Sep 2009 21:09:15 GMT)
Suzanne manhandling time, but badly (Sun, 20 Sep 2009 06:42:16 GMT)
Suzanne of the many memorables of BB's last night's reading now being recalled in what's no longer this morning: "a fiery syntax lights up my feelings" (Sat, 19 Sep 2009 20:36:29 GMT)
Suzanne can't sing. (Sat, 19 Sep 2009 05:28:23 GMT)
Suzanne I believe in the photo conspiracy and in the sand in my quinoa conspiracy (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 20:10:47 GMT)
Suzanne Here it is. http://www.echosounddesign.com/media/trains.mov (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 13:44:04 GMT)
Suzanne can't find what I'm looking for (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 04:03:18 GMT)
Suzanne this morning I was one-third of the way there and now I am two-thirds of the way there. not quite almost there (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 02:58:47 GMT)
Suzanne dreamt an infinite solution to an infinite problem and promptly forgot it on waking damn it (Thu, 17 Sep 2009 22:41:54 GMT)
Suzanne I even feel jealousy freely. (Thu, 17 Sep 2009 14:25:44 GMT)
Suzanne I just told my boss I had no bandwith for caring until Friday. He rescheduled our meeting. (Wed, 16 Sep 2009 21:00:19 GMT)
Suzanne Good morning, dear. (Wed, 16 Sep 2009 14:24:32 GMT)
Suzanne I'm thinking it's either no sleep + maximum caffeinate or else it's the internet making me crazy (Tue, 15 Sep 2009 22:22:29 GMT)
Suzanne I'm thinking facebook: def implicated in celebrity death syndrome (Tue, 15 Sep 2009 18:16:26 GMT)
Suzanne Make me know it. (Tue, 15 Sep 2009 15:15:00 GMT)
Suzanne It appears I am not sleeping. (Tue, 15 Sep 2009 11:29:29 GMT)
Suzanne “If you have a regard for light--its gentleness and the subtleness and intensities on different days--you can only treat what the light illuminates with the same kind of regard” --David Ireland (Mon, 14 Sep 2009 19:13:04 GMT)
Suzanne In Kaplan's honor: grey dress, grey stockings, beige tie, brown boots. (Mon, 14 Sep 2009 17:30:34 GMT)
Suzanne was in the mood for nail polish. (Sun, 13 Sep 2009 23:11:14 GMT)
Suzanne I hear it's apple season. (Sun, 13 Sep 2009 14:05:35 GMT)
Suzanne In cubicle many hours of a rainy Saturday afternoon instead of home in bed by the fire with a book: priceless (Sun, 13 Sep 2009 01:10:55 GMT)
Suzanne That is correct. (Sat, 12 Sep 2009 18:22:48 GMT)
Suzanne Who the hell is Sally and can someone please tell her to keep it down (Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:39:51 GMT)
Suzanne The temperature in the felt room rises (Thu, 10 Sep 2009 14:53:02 GMT)
Suzanne facebook entertain me (Wed, 09 Sep 2009 22:54:10 GMT)
Suzanne Many fantastic suggestions from the day shift, reposting now for the night crew: I need as extensive & various a list of unusual, exceptional writings on/ written responses to/engagements with PHOTOGRAPHY as you can provide. Any genre! weird collaborations, single surprising bits of crit, poetry, fiction, etc. Your favorites? Thx xo, SS (Wed, 09 Sep 2009 03:01:54 GMT)
Suzanne Friends, I need as extensive & various a list of interesting (unusual, exceptional) writings on/ written responses to/engagements with PHOTOGRAPHY as you can provide. Any genre. From the earliest days of the medium til now. Your favorites? Thx, xo, S (Tue, 08 Sep 2009 18:10:36 GMT)
Suzanne is being weaned. (Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:36:32 GMT)
Suzanne You will experience difficulty breathing, this is normal / The breathing you experience is difficulty, this is normal (Mon, 07 Sep 2009 04:44:19 GMT)
Suzanne http://www.imeem.com/people/2_MPaYF/music/DSlHaXQX/soul-coughing-janine/ (Sun, 06 Sep 2009 23:43:26 GMT)
Suzanne Ozon obsession (Sun, 06 Sep 2009 18:12:52 GMT)
Suzanne just in case i was getting too relaxed in the middle of my long holiday, sfmoma blog acting up like berefted child, at 5pm on eve of three day wkend hooray However i am so relaxed i am laughing, it is so absurd, creaky little silly little pet (Sat, 05 Sep 2009 00:11:36 GMT)
Suzanne They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread (Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:03:15 GMT)
Suzanne Remove thorn please (Thu, 03 Sep 2009 19:44:51 GMT)
Suzanne Lake Merritt, the way you look tonight (Thu, 03 Sep 2009 04:36:30 GMT)
Suzanne The bright lights of Denver are shining like diamonds. (Wed, 02 Sep 2009 16:00:16 GMT)
Suzanne 7am now looks like 6am used to (Wed, 02 Sep 2009 14:15:54 GMT)
Suzanne lo siento. je souffre. (Wed, 02 Sep 2009 01:17:44 GMT)
Suzanne is in no mood to be genteel about it (Tue, 01 Sep 2009 03:36:20 GMT)
Suzanne hell hath bank note (Mon, 31 Aug 2009 21:45:32 GMT)
Suzanne is no gentleman. (Sun, 30 Aug 2009 16:38:57 GMT)
Suzanne It's foursie time, kittens. Who's after an ice-cold martini and a pedicure? (Sat, 29 Aug 2009 23:03:40 GMT)
Suzanne really hoping the kombucha incident didn't spoil the manchego (Fri, 28 Aug 2009 20:04:56 GMT)
Suzanne I don't play every hand, but I've tracked the cards & my mind is always on the game (Fri, 28 Aug 2009 15:49:33 GMT)
Suzanne intends to be independently blue. (Thu, 27 Aug 2009 19:34:26 GMT)
Suzanne mad tired, with miles to go (Thu, 27 Aug 2009 00:57:38 GMT)
Suzanne giant dulcimer walked into my life this afternoon. take that, facebook dreamers (Wed, 26 Aug 2009 22:42:23 GMT)
Suzanne Introverted exhibitionist in an extrovert's profession. It's a recipe for? (Tue, 25 Aug 2009 21:13:01 GMT)
Suzanne The first one was pretty brilliant too. (Mon, 24 Aug 2009 23:00:01 GMT)
Suzanne It's awfully early in the day to be desiring a nap. What do we call a nap at this hour? Going back to bed? (Mon, 24 Aug 2009 15:43:50 GMT)
Suzanne Bizarre, detailed nightmare, the kind you watch but can't wake up from, adjacent by school bus to Jonestown. (Sun, 23 Aug 2009 14:05:10 GMT)
Suzanne I'm about to go meet an artist who makes elaborate ceramic bongs. After which I will write about it. I leave all those who are underappreciating the marvelous wit of the Lady Gaga to their translations and meditations. (Sat, 22 Aug 2009 21:22:05 GMT)
Suzanne Cedar, the wedge is real (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 17:26:46 GMT)
Suzanne Backchannel. (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 15:42:05 GMT)
Suzanne Predictive geometries. (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 10:54:52 GMT)
Suzanne what, sleeping? that's absurd. (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 05:56:00 GMT)
Suzanne Bracing, refreshing, long-overdue dip in the reality pool. (Wed, 19 Aug 2009 03:31:45 GMT)
Suzanne off-the-richter-scale sway this a.m. (Tue, 18 Aug 2009 22:53:12 GMT)
Suzanne shake it up, Facebook! (Tue, 18 Aug 2009 16:18:06 GMT)
Suzanne coffee; on consequence of catnap (Sun, 16 Aug 2009 22:31:15 GMT)
Suzanne hypoallergenic chinchilla (Thu, 13 Aug 2009 22:41:57 GMT)
Suzanne we are who we say we are (Thu, 13 Aug 2009 13:57:52 GMT)
Suzanne ouch. (Thu, 13 Aug 2009 03:25:01 GMT)
Suzanne I don't have time to research all the new tools and tricks and options for this so called Outlook 'upgrade'. Can someone just tell me what I need to know? Like, how do you get all of your calendar appointments to exhibit WHAT TIME YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THERE? (Wed, 12 Aug 2009 18:04:01 GMT)
Suzanne stay loose honey (Wed, 12 Aug 2009 00:02:50 GMT)
Suzanne It's not even merely good. (Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:56:31 GMT)
Suzanne Go to bed early and you've got a lot of catching up to do on Facebook in the morning (Tue, 11 Aug 2009 14:55:03 GMT)
Suzanne my cousin's beautiful update, "if you see my marble I need it back" (Tue, 11 Aug 2009 04:13:22 GMT)
Suzanne A case of mistaken identity. (Mon, 10 Aug 2009 20:06:00 GMT)
Suzanne "Ripeness is all right but the lip is a couplet and nobody knows fuck-all about it." (Mon, 10 Aug 2009 03:45:23 GMT)
Suzanne Proper Form Exhibits Attention (Sun, 09 Aug 2009 20:52:52 GMT)
Suzanne Proper Form Inhibits Reinjury (Sun, 09 Aug 2009 19:41:28 GMT)
Suzanne tangerine (Sat, 08 Aug 2009 18:07:19 GMT)
Suzanne Do not fret (Sat, 08 Aug 2009 16:45:50 GMT)
Suzanne why am I on facebook instead of in the car en route to where I am supposed to be right this minute (Sat, 08 Aug 2009 02:23:22 GMT)
Suzanne KK, AK, S1, 7P (Fri, 07 Aug 2009 18:50:36 GMT)
Suzanne I tried to finish it, but first I have to fall asleep (Fri, 07 Aug 2009 04:12:28 GMT)
Suzanne need getaway car (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 23:38:18 GMT)
Suzanne The internet has collapsed. Worse, it threatens to get back up. (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 15:50:19 GMT)
Suzanne smart little marks, neat little teeth, dear little traps (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 04:49:27 GMT)
Suzanne is it all just smoke and mirrors? (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 04:01:08 GMT)
Suzanne attentive distance listening (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 00:09:14 GMT)
Suzanne sudden affective disorder: a flush (Wed, 05 Aug 2009 19:23:13 GMT)
Suzanne I need a bath. (Wed, 05 Aug 2009 04:59:46 GMT)
Suzanne I need a hint. (Tue, 04 Aug 2009 23:53:08 GMT)
Suzanne is here. (Tue, 04 Aug 2009 18:08:47 GMT)
Suzanne is reflecting on this. (Tue, 04 Aug 2009 15:11:13 GMT)
Suzanne Being alive is starting to sink in. (Sun, 02 Aug 2009 17:10:23 GMT)
Suzanne The bride wanted Douglas Sirk, and Douglas Sirk she shall have (Sat, 01 Aug 2009 17:03:38 GMT)
Suzanne happy when I am sleeping, and happy when I am awake (Sat, 01 Aug 2009 15:09:06 GMT)
Suzanne Can I signal applause via "pretty"? (Sat, 01 Aug 2009 00:21:18 GMT)
Suzanne SAILORS (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 18:32:57 GMT)
Suzanne I like it but I don't want to endorse it (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 15:33:48 GMT)
Suzanne Cued (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 14:00:36 GMT)
Suzanne sleeping pets. (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 04:24:37 GMT)
Suzanne Well now you're just showing off. (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 23:27:36 GMT)
Suzanne Wow. I'm impressed. I'm going to have to get my game on. (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 20:39:11 GMT)
Suzanne OUTED (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 18:09:26 GMT)
Suzanne OUI (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 15:20:22 GMT)
Suzanne i feel too sleepy for the job (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 02:31:08 GMT)
Suzanne Will not unlike it. (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 22:58:28 GMT)
Suzanne Better: YLT (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 15:25:17 GMT)
Suzanne unusually happy meals (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 13:59:12 GMT)
Suzanne Anyone in the bay have a spare pair of crutches? (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 03:47:30 GMT)
Suzanne that one's rich with impossibilities (Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:51:13 GMT)
Suzanne leave the internet for a few hours and your facebook explodes (Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:39:18 GMT)
Suzanne I'm over-committed. Anyone want to help burn some bridges? (Sun, 26 Jul 2009 22:35:30 GMT)
Suzanne it's never just 'a dress' in these situations. (Sun, 26 Jul 2009 02:23:01 GMT)
Suzanne ok kids, let's break for lunch (Fri, 24 Jul 2009 18:43:23 GMT)
Suzanne if there's a mistake to be made, I'M YOUR GAL!!! (Fri, 24 Jul 2009 18:03:16 GMT)
Suzanne wondering if I would actually do something as crazy as I just wondered if I could do (Fri, 24 Jul 2009 14:57:03 GMT)
Suzanne there's a headache in my head and that makes it awfully hard to get it off my mind (Thu, 23 Jul 2009 18:54:15 GMT)
Suzanne Can't deal. Hailing a cabin. (Tue, 21 Jul 2009 00:25:19 GMT)
Suzanne help! someone pet me (Mon, 20 Jul 2009 19:29:37 GMT)
Suzanne Having now experienced ALL of the emotions well before lunch, I shall now temporarily sign off of the internet. Ciao! (Sun, 19 Jul 2009 16:51:46 GMT)
Suzanne How cute! All the Lake Merritt geese were having a Saturday-morning lie-in, beaks tucked into wings. Sleepy geese! (Sat, 18 Jul 2009 15:39:39 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook friends are acting freaky (Fri, 17 Jul 2009 06:26:00 GMT)
Suzanne Three times in the last 10 minutes I've written the line "don't quote me on this". I need a nap. Long one. Really long. A year long "nap", by the sea. With a library. So I can let you quote me on this. (Tue, 14 Jul 2009 23:34:31 GMT)
Suzanne "Impulsive behavior can lead to uncertainty". Cripes.  Where was my horoscope when I got out of bed this morning? (Tue, 14 Jul 2009 02:27:39 GMT)
Suzanne Social roulette, with all chambers loaded. (Mon, 13 Jul 2009 05:22:01 GMT)
Suzanne Well, that was bumpy. (Fri, 10 Jul 2009 01:44:27 GMT)
Suzanne I waste my share of mine (Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:05:58 GMT)
Suzanne gossiping on fb chat (Thu, 09 Jul 2009 05:43:13 GMT)
Suzanne enormous brown cat on shoulder of very small man (Tue, 07 Jul 2009 18:19:43 GMT)
Suzanne has never seen a firefly. (Mon, 06 Jul 2009 01:34:03 GMT)
Suzanne house a bit disheveled; home, not so much (Sat, 04 Jul 2009 19:03:15 GMT)
Suzanne now that was a conversation. (Fri, 03 Jul 2009 18:48:37 GMT)
Suzanne My sidewalk coos to me (Wed, 01 Jul 2009 16:12:59 GMT)
Suzanne IT'S A FICTION! (Wed, 01 Jul 2009 05:46:28 GMT)
Suzanne You can get the news from Facebook. (Sat, 27 Jun 2009 17:13:59 GMT)
Suzanne unbelievable. (Thu, 25 Jun 2009 22:41:46 GMT)
Suzanne 4:59 is on my mind (Thu, 25 Jun 2009 19:49:48 GMT)
Suzanne please god help me stop acting like a drunk teenager on facebook (Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:24:39 GMT)
Suzanne fell asleep last night with sweater on, books & pens in bed, window shades open & awakened this morning by bright sunrise at 6am, so freaking pretty (Sun, 21 Jun 2009 16:28:35 GMT)
Suzanne staiti gave me homework. (Sat, 20 Jun 2009 07:46:44 GMT)
Suzanne KARMA POLICE (Fri, 19 Jun 2009 16:29:22 GMT)
Suzanne Those pretty green ribbons (Thu, 18 Jun 2009 16:20:02 GMT)
Suzanne is in the carshare right now with the driver who was the subject of this two-yr old blog post: http://i-caved.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-ride-in-free-car-share-every-weekday.html (Wed, 17 Jun 2009 16:04:26 GMT)
Suzanne is mishandling the internet (Tue, 16 Jun 2009 22:08:16 GMT)
Suzanne endless summer, albeit a cold, foggy, wear-a-sweater one (Tue, 16 Jun 2009 21:11:33 GMT)
Suzanne Thanks! (Tue, 16 Jun 2009 17:42:51 GMT)
Suzanne the wind smells of hot dogs (Mon, 15 Jun 2009 00:03:05 GMT)
Suzanne coincidence, sunshine, happiness, mirrors (Sun, 14 Jun 2009 17:50:24 GMT)
Suzanne I went summer hazlenut instead. (Sat, 13 Jun 2009 02:39:13 GMT)
Suzanne is basically cake. (Thu, 11 Jun 2009 21:44:07 GMT)
Suzanne what're you doing later? (Thu, 11 Jun 2009 19:22:14 GMT)
Suzanne is going to run away from town and the internet this weekend (Wed, 10 Jun 2009 17:53:28 GMT)
Suzanne cube makes very cranky (Tue, 09 Jun 2009 20:24:56 GMT)
Suzanne seasick sailors, rowing home. (Mon, 08 Jun 2009 16:10:22 GMT)
Suzanne peaches. summer blondes. gamelan. higher rates of return. whether or not those crystals my mother gave me are wreaking havoc with my organizational system. which direction are they supposed to point anyway? are those sharp edges a feng shui faux pas and a (Mon, 08 Jun 2009 05:45:00 GMT)
Suzanne the phrase spring donut sprang to mind (Sat, 06 Jun 2009 23:44:20 GMT)
Suzanne wants to compare instructions (Sat, 06 Jun 2009 14:51:28 GMT)
Suzanne Hi! (Fri, 05 Jun 2009 18:38:40 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook hiatus, sweethearts. I'm going to overindulge in E.L.O. ballads and lick my Mercury wounds. Miss you! see you when I get back. xxxooo (Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:37:41 GMT)
Suzanne This has been the most bizarrely unrestful and yet wildly integrative 'holiday' I've ever taken (Mon, 01 Jun 2009 05:45:58 GMT)
Suzanne When in doubt, butter honey & salt (Sun, 31 May 2009 16:46:15 GMT)
Suzanne it's too early to be drunk (Sun, 31 May 2009 00:39:30 GMT)
Suzanne oh internet (Sat, 30 May 2009 07:37:00 GMT)
Suzanne Bay Area people: looking for a great seamstress or tailor who can/will remake an awesome dress from an old one that's falling apart for not tons of money--leads? (Fri, 29 May 2009 18:10:21 GMT)
Suzanne I think that barking dog doesn't like my outfit (Fri, 29 May 2009 16:07:54 GMT)
Suzanne little little town, I remember when you were littler, and had a wonderful bookstore (Thu, 28 May 2009 22:01:51 GMT)
Suzanne a long, long drive (Thu, 28 May 2009 17:33:40 GMT)
Suzanne surmounting the impossible problem of being only one person in only one place at only one time, argh (Wed, 27 May 2009 23:55:18 GMT)
Suzanne this whole 'what's on your mind' crap day in day out is starting to get to me (Wed, 27 May 2009 23:10:25 GMT)
Suzanne is retyping THE WHOLE THING (Wed, 27 May 2009 07:04:32 GMT)
Suzanne Dreams so wild I need a nap. (Tue, 26 May 2009 16:37:26 GMT)
Suzanne if i was in your play, or i did something in your series, would you remind me? and also, who wrote that play with neil alger brandon brown & me in it that involved apes drinking beer, pizza boxes, an old mattress, some wrestling and we used a bedsheet to (Mon, 25 May 2009 19:05:53 GMT)
Suzanne if i was in your play, or i did something in your series, would you remind me? and also, who wrote that play with neil alger, brandon brown & me in it that involved apes drinking beer, pizza boxes, an old mattress, some wrestling and we used a bedsheet to (Mon, 25 May 2009 19:04:29 GMT)
Suzanne Déjà vu (Mon, 25 May 2009 05:07:10 GMT)
Suzanne excess in the time of belt-tightening (Sun, 24 May 2009 23:13:13 GMT)
Suzanne i am on vacation (Sat, 23 May 2009 08:40:56 GMT)
Suzanne i thought that said 'flush and lawless', then i took a long nap in the grass (Fri, 22 May 2009 23:06:50 GMT)
Suzanne Alternatives. (Fri, 22 May 2009 19:29:21 GMT)
Suzanne trying to imagine the relative weight and shape and location of all my internal organs (Fri, 22 May 2009 14:34:51 GMT)
Suzanne NSFFB (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:06:47 GMT)
Suzanne ok (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:03:11 GMT)
Suzanne hello! (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:02:57 GMT)
Suzanne hi! (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:02:49 GMT)
Suzanne wake up! (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:02:27 GMT)
Suzanne today (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:01:53 GMT)
Suzanne tonite! (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:01:10 GMT)
Suzanne to-morrow (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:01:03 GMT)
Suzanne toes (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:00:47 GMT)
Suzanne toe-shoes (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:00:35 GMT)
Suzanne softshoe (Fri, 22 May 2009 07:00:22 GMT)
Suzanne creamsicle! (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:59:43 GMT)
Suzanne popsicle (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:58:49 GMT)
Suzanne twist tie (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:57:46 GMT)
Suzanne tank top (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:57:24 GMT)
Suzanne sweat shop (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:57:13 GMT)
Suzanne sunburn (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:56:50 GMT)
Suzanne inner tube (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:56:44 GMT)
Suzanne beer can (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:56:30 GMT)
Suzanne tire swing (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:55:23 GMT)
Suzanne champagne (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:53:56 GMT)
Suzanne cherries (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:52:25 GMT)
Suzanne car rides (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:50:52 GMT)
Suzanne swimming (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:49:31 GMT)
Suzanne summer. (Fri, 22 May 2009 06:42:30 GMT)
Suzanne I'd like to send this mood back for another, thanks (Wed, 20 May 2009 04:47:33 GMT)
Suzanne Those pineapple spelling bee cocktails were laced with VODKA (Tue, 19 May 2009 04:59:15 GMT)
Suzanne tact. tacit. tacet. (Mon, 18 May 2009 20:28:17 GMT)
Suzanne i love being alive in the morning (Sun, 17 May 2009 15:15:08 GMT)
Suzanne This is the most overbooked Saturday in history. I'm going to the hot springs instead (Sat, 16 May 2009 17:22:28 GMT)
Suzanne This is the most overbooked Saturday in history. I'm going to to the hot springs instead (Sat, 16 May 2009 17:21:00 GMT)
Suzanne I have selective procrastination. I only put off the *really* important do-now things. (Fri, 15 May 2009 22:14:28 GMT)
Suzanne Really hoping my wallet just decided to stay home on the couch (Fri, 15 May 2009 20:43:15 GMT)
Suzanne This here's a story about the ROCK ISLAND LINE! (Thu, 14 May 2009 16:07:31 GMT)
Suzanne So tired I took a taxi from the train station. the driver said, 'have a good dream' -- I intend to comply (Wed, 13 May 2009 06:31:03 GMT)
Suzanne Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi! (Tue, 12 May 2009 17:05:23 GMT)
Suzanne One day off is not enough. (Mon, 11 May 2009 05:48:06 GMT)
Suzanne Money. (Sat, 09 May 2009 00:09:01 GMT)
Suzanne wonders if her facebook personality is as stable as all of yours seem to be (Fri, 08 May 2009 02:02:57 GMT)
Suzanne Now THAT was a truly fantastic day. (Thu, 07 May 2009 03:36:04 GMT)
Suzanne sheep. but they're too frisky to sleep (Wed, 06 May 2009 08:07:13 GMT)
Suzanne For a year I've been trying to determine the true coercive affective of my apartment, but without clear result. I can't decide if it's overprotective, or just cozy and benign. (Mon, 04 May 2009 06:20:28 GMT)
Suzanne Along with a well-adjusted attitude towards the importance of sleep, I believe that ownership of lots of socks is the key to a happy life. (Sun, 03 May 2009 01:01:25 GMT)
Suzanne sleeping is heaven (Sat, 02 May 2009 07:07:18 GMT)
Suzanne I think all my facebook friends were drunk last night (Fri, 01 May 2009 14:37:01 GMT)
Suzanne is an affectionate, machine-tickling aphid. (Tue, 28 Apr 2009 20:53:50 GMT)
Suzanne I think I'm getting a crush on myself. (Mon, 27 Apr 2009 19:27:11 GMT)
Suzanne I wish I was in a beach chair on the hot sand at Zuma beach, next to a striped umbrella wearing huge sunglasses and a bikini, covered in baby oil, drinking diet 7up out of a 32oz paper cup with melty ice, reading Seventeen magazine and admiring my toenail (Sun, 26 Apr 2009 18:51:30 GMT)
Suzanne Poetry readings. (Sat, 25 Apr 2009 18:07:31 GMT)
Suzanne Sculpture gardens. (Sat, 25 Apr 2009 16:24:31 GMT)
Suzanne is Preposterously choosing not to. (Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:40:16 GMT)
Suzanne is Prepostourously choosing not to. (Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:38:26 GMT)
Suzanne Professionalism's gettin me down (Mon, 20 Apr 2009 03:51:30 GMT)
Suzanne Massive fasting-induced headache but totally THRILLED about our new columnists at Open Space (Sun, 19 Apr 2009 17:49:08 GMT)
Suzanne just saw a woman on New Montgomery carrying two large clear plastic boxes. The bigger box was full of mice, and vegetable detritus. The smaller box was full of rats. (Fri, 17 Apr 2009 21:11:25 GMT)
Suzanne The Bee Gees, ABBA, Emile de Antonio, the Resurrection (Mon, 13 Apr 2009 18:01:04 GMT)
Suzanne Neighbor has been folding my laundry again. Is this perverse? recriminatory? caretaking? Person has to stand in a dark basement to do it. (Sun, 12 Apr 2009 22:58:30 GMT)
Suzanne unbroken pony just bit into the apple (Sat, 11 Apr 2009 21:09:17 GMT)
Suzanne don't like getting rained on (Tue, 07 Apr 2009 17:28:30 GMT)
Suzanne just put a thousand miles between me and where my thoughts do lie (Mon, 06 Apr 2009 16:57:23 GMT)
Suzanne help i am once again the drunk transcriptionist (Sun, 05 Apr 2009 04:41:31 GMT)
Suzanne heaven ain't bad but you don't get nothing done (Sun, 05 Apr 2009 03:42:48 GMT)
Suzanne I'm so happy. It must be spring. (Wed, 01 Apr 2009 23:51:23 GMT)
Suzanne New TAXT chapbook: Desequencer by Jasper Bernes. Backchannel for yours. (Wed, 01 Apr 2009 05:08:05 GMT)
Suzanne transcribing again. have to get drunk again. (Tue, 31 Mar 2009 03:27:23 GMT)
Suzanne not so good with questions (Mon, 30 Mar 2009 18:57:12 GMT)
Suzanne is back to the Britney videos (Sun, 29 Mar 2009 09:51:43 GMT)
Suzanne i love my facebook friends (Fri, 27 Mar 2009 16:00:17 GMT)
Suzanne I love sleeping. (Fri, 27 Mar 2009 04:11:41 GMT)
Suzanne new facebook, you are getting worse and worse. die new facebook die (Thu, 26 Mar 2009 05:12:43 GMT)
Suzanne is waiting for a puppet opera to start (Wed, 25 Mar 2009 02:48:38 GMT)
Suzanne still needs a nap (Tue, 24 Mar 2009 01:09:29 GMT)
Suzanne I need a nap (Mon, 23 Mar 2009 19:45:42 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook, you've changed. I'm just not happy anymore. (Sun, 22 Mar 2009 22:40:56 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook, we've got to talk. (Sun, 22 Mar 2009 18:32:09 GMT)
Suzanne is sweaty (Sat, 21 Mar 2009 21:59:39 GMT)
Suzanne Not usually celebrity-centric but the death of Natasha Richardson is quite sad to me. (Thu, 19 Mar 2009 17:05:45 GMT)
Suzanne flu? (Thu, 19 Mar 2009 03:29:13 GMT)
Suzanne Toast is my favorite food. (Wed, 18 Mar 2009 06:55:30 GMT)
Suzanne weird. I'm prepared ahead of time. (Wed, 18 Mar 2009 01:11:08 GMT)
Suzanne is alive. (Tue, 17 Mar 2009 16:38:09 GMT)
Suzanne Nothing is on my mind. (Tue, 17 Mar 2009 00:39:11 GMT)
Suzanne thumbs down on the new facebook (Sat, 14 Mar 2009 07:45:24 GMT)
Suzanne tweet (Mon, 09 Mar 2009 04:30:00 GMT)
Suzanne I now want to favorite and thumbs-up everything. IE, I want to thumbs up that tree. Favorite your haircut. Etc (Wed, 04 Mar 2009 21:58:50 GMT)
Suzanne hates money; loves you (Wed, 04 Mar 2009 08:37:39 GMT)
Suzanne is going to see Jeanne Dielman @ 1pm today (Sat, 28 Feb 2009 18:39:05 GMT)
Suzanne needs to cut back on the internet. (Fri, 27 Feb 2009 05:17:16 GMT)
Suzanne needs to cut back on the coffee. (Thu, 26 Feb 2009 21:08:31 GMT)
Suzanne is really proud of her brother. (Thu, 26 Feb 2009 05:43:39 GMT)
Suzanne is moody (Tue, 24 Feb 2009 00:33:10 GMT)
Suzanne is across 110th st (Mon, 23 Feb 2009 19:23:41 GMT)
Suzanne is New York AND Paris (Sun, 22 Feb 2009 19:04:18 GMT)
Suzanne That is Facebook spam. (Sun, 22 Feb 2009 02:50:34 GMT)
Suzanne feels happy (Sat, 21 Feb 2009 19:40:33 GMT)
Suzanne The fruit of the poor lemon? Impossible to eat. (Sat, 21 Feb 2009 08:37:36 GMT)
Suzanne is trying to decide if this is really the baby she wants to raise. (Fri, 20 Feb 2009 19:55:29 GMT)
Suzanne thinks you should give it away. (Fri, 20 Feb 2009 05:09:16 GMT)
Suzanne "I am going to try to find an effective poem" (Thu, 19 Feb 2009 11:43:25 GMT)
Suzanne I get Money (Tue, 17 Feb 2009 22:02:31 GMT)
Suzanne affirms the bottom line (Sun, 15 Feb 2009 22:08:47 GMT)
Suzanne is awake (Sun, 15 Feb 2009 12:58:14 GMT)
Suzanne As of 9am this morning: New York: 5000, Bay Area: 0 (Fri, 13 Feb 2009 17:01:15 GMT)
Suzanne is still at work, getting some long over-due tasks out of the way. (Fri, 13 Feb 2009 03:15:45 GMT)
Suzanne It wasn't the flu, and it wasn't love. It must be boredom. (Fri, 13 Feb 2009 02:49:06 GMT)
Suzanne looking to collapse the double life into just one life already (Thu, 12 Feb 2009 06:11:29 GMT)
Suzanne this weird woozy feeling can't be love. It might be flu. (Wed, 11 Feb 2009 01:22:37 GMT)
Suzanne kind of likes doing the budget. (Tue, 10 Feb 2009 04:51:49 GMT)
Suzanne is tired of personality. (Sat, 07 Feb 2009 23:16:35 GMT)
Suzanne http://www.nonsitecollective.org/node/546 (Fri, 06 Feb 2009 23:38:32 GMT)
Suzanne has left the Internet. (Sat, 31 Jan 2009 17:55:02 GMT)
Suzanne is starting to enjoy reading everyone's 25 things posts. (Fri, 30 Jan 2009 23:20:23 GMT)
Suzanne This rat race is full of rats. (Tue, 27 Jan 2009 20:08:07 GMT)
Suzanne feels like taking a two-month cross-country road trip. (Mon, 26 Jan 2009 19:53:45 GMT)
Suzanne thinks you should write her a letter. (Sun, 25 Jan 2009 05:36:35 GMT)
Suzanne I keep meaning to get out of bed and I keep forgetting to (Sat, 24 Jan 2009 22:25:33 GMT)
Suzanne is catching up over @ pearlblossomhighway (Sat, 24 Jan 2009 20:52:02 GMT)
Suzanne is happy, recovered, in love with first family, needs a nap, swoony, a bit nervous, did i say happy? recovered? (Fri, 23 Jan 2009 22:06:18 GMT)
Suzanne I need to borrow a wig. Long Hair. Any Color. Anyone out there got a spare one? I need it tomorrow. (Fri, 23 Jan 2009 04:56:51 GMT)
Suzanne has not recovered. (Thu, 22 Jan 2009 03:37:52 GMT)
Suzanne beautiful desert of downtown oakland on a sunday morning (Sun, 18 Jan 2009 18:57:34 GMT)
Suzanne is Swingmatism (Sun, 18 Jan 2009 17:14:03 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook: making Suzanne nervous since 2008. (Sat, 17 Jan 2009 07:15:16 GMT)
Suzanne is chatting with a bunny rabbit. (Fri, 16 Jan 2009 04:36:04 GMT)
Suzanne hit the wall/bonked. taking the night off (Thu, 15 Jan 2009 03:48:05 GMT)
Suzanne got kicked in the face HARD in yoga. fun. (Tue, 13 Jan 2009 04:10:59 GMT)
Suzanne lost an entire day's work, freaked out, and it miraculously reappeared. I will try not absorb "freaking out" as future method of labor recovery. (Tue, 13 Jan 2009 00:21:12 GMT)
Suzanne walking lakeside this morning with iPod on shuffle, Otis Redding reminded me I'd woken up from the oddest dream about you, and Otis, in the middle of the night. (Mon, 12 Jan 2009 18:34:09 GMT)
Suzanne Actually, I think I have been fattening up for next weekend. (Mon, 12 Jan 2009 04:08:05 GMT)
Suzanne is going to work. (Sun, 11 Jan 2009 16:29:51 GMT)
Suzanne Sometimes I eat chocolate as if it were food. (Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:17:46 GMT)
Suzanne is going back in. I hope I can finish it tonight. I'm starting to feel like Dorothy Parker at the end of the road. (Sun, 11 Jan 2009 02:47:31 GMT)
Suzanne is prepping for transcription the same way she had to last night. (Sat, 10 Jan 2009 04:44:23 GMT)
Suzanne is fattening up for the winter. (Sat, 10 Jan 2009 04:10:18 GMT)
Suzanne Being this happy all the time no matter what happens is starting to freak me out. (Thu, 08 Jan 2009 06:26:02 GMT)
Suzanne would prefer never again to take the stand, the bus, the train unscripted ever again. I would like a script for brushing of the teeth please, thanks (Wed, 07 Jan 2009 04:51:58 GMT)
Suzanne has the most terrifying task staring her down & sizing her up. And winning, ow (Wed, 07 Jan 2009 04:08:30 GMT)
Suzanne is going to compartmentalize, and see if that works. (Mon, 05 Jan 2009 16:11:41 GMT)
Suzanne My apartment feels like a swaddling blanket. (Mon, 05 Jan 2009 01:12:55 GMT)
Suzanne now you try it. (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:08:43 GMT)
Suzanne I am using the regular status update bar (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:08:32 GMT)
Suzanne is it yellow, or pink? (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:08:15 GMT)
Suzanne what is pink? (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:08:00 GMT)
Suzanne are you watching the feed? (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:07:50 GMT)
Suzanne geneva, geneva, my dear (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:07:40 GMT)
Suzanne Hi Geneva (Sun, 04 Jan 2009 03:07:15 GMT)
Suzanne Ow. Oh! (Thu, 01 Jan 2009 20:09:20 GMT)
Suzanne I often wonder how my toaster feels about itself. (Tue, 30 Dec 2008 22:51:07 GMT)
Suzanne Reading the status updates is my emotional rollercoaster. (Tue, 30 Dec 2008 05:03:03 GMT)
Suzanne Please, someone, make me get out of bed already (Mon, 29 Dec 2008 19:30:09 GMT)
Suzanne Look, here's what you do: live in SF, have no academic affiliation whatsoever, give & go to readings & play with all the suffering MLA-ers after hours! free han (Mon, 29 Dec 2008 17:52:22 GMT)
Suzanne barrett watten is still reading & I wish I was taking video of laura and brent (Mon, 29 Dec 2008 06:14:38 GMT)
Suzanne Je suis concurrent (Fri, 26 Dec 2008 07:47:23 GMT)
Suzanne With a case of crackleflame log, a pound of coffee, and a bushel of root vegetable for roasting I see no reason to leave my apartment ever again. (Thu, 25 Dec 2008 22:30:36 GMT)
Suzanne brandon phillips wins. we flip a coin, drink scotch, call tonya foster on the phone and ask her to rewrite the lines as Jessica in the third person. (Tue, 23 Dec 2008 17:53:13 GMT)
Suzanne No, really: Which of us, me or Brandon Brown, should rewrite the first lines of our co-novella? First person to answer dictates the terms. (Tue, 23 Dec 2008 17:35:25 GMT)
Suzanne Two months please, not two weeks. (Mon, 22 Dec 2008 18:39:42 GMT)
Suzanne 's reading tweets. (Mon, 22 Dec 2008 05:45:58 GMT)
Suzanne VIVA! LOS! BOYS! ON THE RADIO! (Mon, 22 Dec 2008 00:07:55 GMT)
Suzanne VIVA LOS BOYS ON THE RADIO (Sun, 21 Dec 2008 17:30:06 GMT)
Suzanne would like to get into a sandbox filled with sesame seed. (Sat, 20 Dec 2008 18:20:24 GMT)
Suzanne I have the sesame dream team (Sat, 20 Dec 2008 08:16:35 GMT)
Suzanne Actually, it's sesame oil that's impossible. I always absorb the oily projections of dreams (Sat, 20 Dec 2008 01:40:12 GMT)
Suzanne is IMPOSSIBLE (Sat, 20 Dec 2008 00:32:25 GMT)
Suzanne Spell dreams, please. (Fri, 19 Dec 2008 06:56:58 GMT)
Suzanne This is a story that will not be believed, but no matter; I must wash up now. (Fri, 19 Dec 2008 05:37:15 GMT)
Suzanne has run out of sesame oil. (Fri, 19 Dec 2008 04:56:51 GMT)
Suzanne has her mind's eye on having a glass with you (Fri, 19 Dec 2008 03:35:14 GMT)
Suzanne come to the movies Saturday: http://blog.sfmoma.org/2008/12/18/viva-las-vegas-showgirls/ (text by Brecht Andersch) (don't defriend me, Steve Evans! xxoo) (Thu, 18 Dec 2008 19:06:25 GMT)
Suzanne 's whistling into it. (Thu, 18 Dec 2008 01:27:40 GMT)
Suzanne I get the news I need on the weather report, I can gather all the news I need on the weather report (Tue, 16 Dec 2008 19:24:34 GMT)
Suzanne Anything worth doing is worth doing from the comfort of your own bed. (Mon, 15 Dec 2008 20:25:00 GMT)
Suzanne did not answer a question about your personal life. That is Facebook spam. (Sun, 14 Dec 2008 15:45:48 GMT)
Suzanne 's e key is sticky (Sat, 13 Dec 2008 04:26:27 GMT)
Suzanne can't sleep (Fri, 12 Dec 2008 11:56:50 GMT)
Suzanne is awake (Fri, 12 Dec 2008 11:55:05 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 11 Dec 2008 23:44:10 GMT)
Suzanne what is it with two o'clock? I so much would like to nap. (Thu, 11 Dec 2008 22:04:09 GMT)
Suzanne can't seem to shake this terrifically great and giddy mood I've been in for weeks and weeks PLUS my email inbox has me, how do you say? ROTFLMFAO (Wed, 10 Dec 2008 17:52:03 GMT)
Suzanne is going to take an actual vacation if she can remember how to spell vacation (Wed, 10 Dec 2008 04:27:10 GMT)
Suzanne My hamstrings have fallen out of love with me (Tue, 09 Dec 2008 23:54:22 GMT)
Suzanne now that I can't TMI all over my status updates I'm at a total loss for what to say. (Tue, 09 Dec 2008 18:52:25 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 09 Dec 2008 04:09:00 GMT)
Suzanne saw this in Graham Foust's comment box yesterday and just can't keep it to myself: http://www.cryingwhileeating.com/ (Sat, 06 Dec 2008 18:30:19 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 06 Dec 2008 03:29:16 GMT)
Suzanne I love the movies and I take a lot of showers. (Sat, 06 Dec 2008 02:33:43 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 05 Dec 2008 17:55:11 GMT)
Suzanne is @ home with a cold and a budget. (Fri, 05 Dec 2008 17:52:22 GMT)
Suzanne is organizing a very exciting group reading for TAXT! Save date: Jan 18th @ 21 Grand. (Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:56:46 GMT)
Suzanne is very nearly at her wits' end. It wasn't far to go to begin with, but still! (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 23:50:25 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 23:48:37 GMT)
Suzanne is very nearly at wits end. It wasn't a far distance to begin with, but still. (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 23:48:29 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:11:21 GMT)
Suzanne I have fallen in love with the Crackleflame All Natural Burns Cleaner Than Wood Firelog. (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 03:58:40 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 02 Dec 2008 03:50:10 GMT)
Suzanne is reading The Collected Poetry of Jack Spicer & is very grateful to Peter Gizzi & Kevin Killian for producing it. (Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:26:29 GMT)
Suzanne Has got a crush on you. (Sat, 29 Nov 2008 19:53:14 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 29 Nov 2008 07:04:23 GMT)
Suzanne is having the unfortunate feeling she dreamt of Facebook. (Fri, 28 Nov 2008 20:59:54 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 28 Nov 2008 05:18:03 GMT)
Suzanne kempt & cozy. fire in the fireplace, shoo fly shoo, a novel, a cognac, a kitten's in the buttermilk, shoo fly shoo. (Fri, 28 Nov 2008 04:58:48 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 27 Nov 2008 06:29:17 GMT)
Suzanne Yes, I'm pretty sure you can get cashmere cookware if you really want it. Lavendar-scented triple-dyed saucepans & ladles. (Wed, 26 Nov 2008 20:36:51 GMT)
Suzanne I want the cashmere hoodie miracle sleep pajamas of all next week. (Wed, 26 Nov 2008 03:43:15 GMT)
Suzanne I want the cashmere miracle pajamas of holiday sleep. (Tue, 25 Nov 2008 20:31:12 GMT)
Suzanne gazing towards the glittering, not-too-distant miracle which is four days of holiday home in my own apartment. (Tue, 25 Nov 2008 16:13:12 GMT)
Suzanne wants cashmere pajamas. (Tue, 25 Nov 2008 05:05:46 GMT)
Suzanne feels somewhat less wonderful than she felt before. (Tue, 25 Nov 2008 00:40:50 GMT)
Suzanne is going to watch an old favorite, Opening Night. (Mon, 24 Nov 2008 04:43:52 GMT)
Suzanne is in bed with a stack of books and is going to stay here the rest of the day. (Sun, 23 Nov 2008 23:43:07 GMT)
Suzanne November 2008 has been one of the best months of my life. (Sun, 23 Nov 2008 11:38:24 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 21 Nov 2008 07:07:14 GMT)
Suzanne wishes someone would put her to bed. (Fri, 21 Nov 2008 07:07:06 GMT)
Suzanne felt like walking. (Fri, 21 Nov 2008 06:51:03 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 20 Nov 2008 22:01:59 GMT)
Suzanne needed to hit the ground running but so far is only managing a trot. (Thu, 20 Nov 2008 22:00:26 GMT)
Suzanne thinks this whole "leaving New York" thing is silly (Wed, 19 Nov 2008 20:49:07 GMT)
Suzanne is DRIFT (Sat, 15 Nov 2008 05:51:36 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 15 Nov 2008 02:51:14 GMT)
Suzanne has taken a lot of pretty wrong turns today (Fri, 14 Nov 2008 22:18:42 GMT)
Suzanne facebook tells me so many things I'd prefer not to know. (Fri, 14 Nov 2008 18:02:16 GMT)
Suzanne is trying to get to david brazil's birthday party (Fri, 14 Nov 2008 06:08:48 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 12 Nov 2008 14:37:36 GMT)
Suzanne is tired for serious, but happy & doesn't mind (Wed, 12 Nov 2008 04:02:37 GMT)
Suzanne is writing yet another talk. (Tue, 11 Nov 2008 04:04:53 GMT)
Suzanne there is nothing dreamier than spending a quiet beautiful day in my pretty apartment of views and windows. (Mon, 10 Nov 2008 00:54:56 GMT)
Suzanne burnt the toast and spilled the honey. (Sat, 08 Nov 2008 18:26:11 GMT)
Suzanne south of intention (Sat, 08 Nov 2008 05:18:29 GMT)
Suzanne needs a nap/isn't gonna get one (Fri, 07 Nov 2008 22:00:42 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 05 Nov 2008 16:10:20 GMT)
Suzanne holy shit (Wed, 05 Nov 2008 05:57:02 GMT)
Suzanne waited an hour in line to vote and loved every freaking minute of it. (Tue, 04 Nov 2008 16:40:44 GMT)
Status cleared (Sun, 02 Nov 2008 06:11:15 GMT)
Suzanne slept for 12 hours. (Sat, 01 Nov 2008 17:48:53 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 01 Nov 2008 04:01:02 GMT)
Suzanne Private bulletin in public space on the subject of improper socialization: A status update is a line of POETRY, after all (Fri, 31 Oct 2008 01:42:14 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 30 Oct 2008 04:11:58 GMT)
Suzanne is waiting for Facebook to tell her what to do. (Mon, 27 Oct 2008 03:29:16 GMT)
Status cleared (Mon, 27 Oct 2008 02:04:10 GMT)
Suzanne enjoys reinventing the wheel. wouldn't you like to cycle on wheels I invented? (Sun, 26 Oct 2008 17:41:56 GMT)
Suzanne I feel delirious with autumn day (Sat, 25 Oct 2008 18:50:06 GMT)
Suzanne is Christmas music in October. (Sat, 25 Oct 2008 15:57:47 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 24 Oct 2008 20:45:42 GMT)
Suzanne is at home on a beautiful fall day, having a lot of fun editing a fantastic interview w/ Rudolf on THE ART OF PARTICIPATION for the sfmoma blog. (Fri, 24 Oct 2008 19:00:58 GMT)
Suzanne is learning. (Thu, 23 Oct 2008 21:19:42 GMT)
Suzanne Why, facebook, WHY? (Wed, 22 Oct 2008 01:38:31 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 22 Oct 2008 01:37:46 GMT)
Suzanne Facebook persistently tries to sell me "VIP Singles" with pics of tan gents in breezy half-buttoned white shirts and speedboats. What do you get? (Mon, 20 Oct 2008 01:00:09 GMT)
Suzanne excels at the scrambled egg arts. (Sat, 18 Oct 2008 18:13:23 GMT)
Suzanne is being weaned. (Sat, 18 Oct 2008 17:36:36 GMT)
Suzanne How's this for a statistic: "27 percent felt less agony" (Tue, 14 Oct 2008 21:55:39 GMT)
Suzanne loves the French goodbye. (Sat, 11 Oct 2008 17:55:35 GMT)
Suzanne I have radically improved my quality of life by turning off the pop-up 'email alert' feature at work and the ringing "email-alert" feature at home. Wow! (Sat, 11 Oct 2008 00:36:38 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 08 Oct 2008 14:34:09 GMT)
Suzanne High, low, and in between, baby, JUST LIKE YOU (Wed, 08 Oct 2008 00:49:45 GMT)
Suzanne I've just committed to a zero-architecture quota til Paris leaves New York for San Francisco. (Tue, 07 Oct 2008 05:08:57 GMT)
Status cleared (Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:19:10 GMT)
Suzanne is obsessed with HARD CANDY (Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:19:07 GMT)
Suzanne is still mourning the death of Muxtape. (Sun, 05 Oct 2008 16:01:37 GMT)
Suzanne will be the breeze after the storm is gone (Sat, 04 Oct 2008 03:16:16 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 01 Oct 2008 06:22:54 GMT)
Suzanne I gave up smoking, wheat, beer, and now chocolate. FACEBOOK IS NEXT, people! (Tue, 30 Sep 2008 03:04:33 GMT)
Suzanne I know what to do when the train is going one direction and what I want is in the other. (Sun, 28 Sep 2008 05:51:17 GMT)
Suzanne Stockings? Target. Lipgloss by Chanel. (Fri, 26 Sep 2008 17:13:59 GMT)
Suzanne is mad crushing. (Thu, 25 Sep 2008 18:26:32 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 25 Sep 2008 17:53:01 GMT)
Suzanne is totally useless. Why has no one yet written the weekend report? for the best weekend in recent memory/history/ that I can't remember (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 21:21:19 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 21:18:06 GMT)
Suzanne That's how strong my love is (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 19:38:01 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 05:32:14 GMT)
Suzanne New collection rotation: artworks with animal sounds: blog.sfmoma.org (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 04:42:06 GMT)
Suzanne decathected. (Sun, 21 Sep 2008 20:20:34 GMT)
Status cleared (Sun, 21 Sep 2008 17:08:05 GMT)
Suzanne is still thinking about a brief, very singular exchange with a near-stranger last night. (Sat, 20 Sep 2008 22:04:12 GMT)
Suzanne is trying to breathe steady through a serious case of pre-performance anxiety (Sat, 20 Sep 2008 18:29:42 GMT)
Suzanne poets + poets + poetry + poets + DANA WARD + poets + sadie's + poets! xxxxxooooo, ss (Sat, 20 Sep 2008 17:34:29 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 19 Sep 2008 15:44:51 GMT)
Suzanne when I was sleepless at four in the morning, I received this soothing one-line reminder from a friend: "to be brave enough to make imperfect objects" (Fri, 19 Sep 2008 13:44:20 GMT)
Suzanne I'm so romantic I hate tearing the frozen bread slices asunder (Thu, 18 Sep 2008 14:31:36 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 18 Sep 2008 10:37:46 GMT)
Suzanne Don't. (Thu, 18 Sep 2008 06:33:25 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 18 Sep 2008 06:31:17 GMT)
Suzanne You think *you're* fucked? just try being alive AND being a Pisces (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 23:41:13 GMT)
Suzanne You think *you're* fucked; just try being alive AND being a pisces. (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 23:39:52 GMT)
Suzanne just bought a ticket to New York. (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 17:19:39 GMT)
Suzanne I am awake. (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 11:03:47 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:53:44 GMT)
Suzanne Can someone else write my status updates for me? Or, who wants to trade Facebook identities for a day? I'll be Brandon Brown, you be Alli Warren. (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:53:35 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:52:39 GMT)
Suzanne Can someone else write my status updates for me? (Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:51:50 GMT)
Suzanne is working. (Tue, 16 Sep 2008 14:36:01 GMT)
Suzanne I am sleeping. (Tue, 16 Sep 2008 04:46:52 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 16 Sep 2008 04:36:55 GMT)
Suzanne is sick of the "doug's a hot attorney" facebook ads and wonders what you people identifying as 'married' get. Diaper ads? Real estate? What? (Tue, 16 Sep 2008 04:35:09 GMT)
Suzanne FIRST THING YOU LEARN IS THAT YOU ALWAYS GOTTA WAIT (Mon, 15 Sep 2008 19:04:39 GMT)
Status cleared (Mon, 15 Sep 2008 04:43:23 GMT)
Suzanne is taking a shower. (Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:01:02 GMT)
Status cleared (Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:38:32 GMT)
Suzanne : luckless in love, but in friendship spoiled w. a grove of fragrant, money-growing shade trees flowering in a hot green valley flowing w. chocolate & champagne (Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:38:20 GMT)
Suzanne is going out for coffee. (Sun, 14 Sep 2008 17:02:34 GMT)
Suzanne is lying in bed, reading The Poet Assassinated. (Sun, 14 Sep 2008 05:29:57 GMT)
Suzanne is lying in bed, watching Harold and Maude. (Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:23:32 GMT)
Suzanne had so much fun tonight, playing Molly Martin, realtor/bartender/Geyser! fan, and now falls feverishly to bed to dream sweet fever dreams of flame-hot fortune. (Sat, 13 Sep 2008 06:46:14 GMT)
Suzanne is going to Geyser! (Fri, 12 Sep 2008 19:43:27 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 12 Sep 2008 19:43:19 GMT)
Suzanne I swallow the New Chapter Organics Every Woman's Inner Beauty probiotic nutrient vitamins three times a day like they're antianxiety miracle pills (Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:29:15 GMT)
Suzanne I swallow the New Chapter Organics Every Woman's Inner Beaty probiotic nutrient vitamins three times a day like they're antianxiety miracle pills (Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:28:43 GMT)
Suzanne it seems to have already become that time of year when, after getting out of bed in the morning, the most delicious thing you can do is crawl back into it. (Wed, 10 Sep 2008 13:00:11 GMT)
Suzanne is between a cloud and a soft place (Wed, 10 Sep 2008 02:48:57 GMT)
Suzanne is rolling the fog right out again (Mon, 08 Sep 2008 18:44:46 GMT)
Status cleared (Mon, 08 Sep 2008 06:09:49 GMT)
Suzanne is about to watch 'a boiling pot of lust and violence': Les Biches. Fun! (Mon, 08 Sep 2008 03:45:52 GMT)
Suzanne is in the drive-thru car wash (Sun, 07 Sep 2008 23:14:28 GMT)
Suzanne The valiant little sun of my heart will take this to heart. (Fri, 05 Sep 2008 04:34:24 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 05 Sep 2008 04:22:02 GMT)
Suzanne this is what I did instead (Fri, 05 Sep 2008 01:06:26 GMT)
Suzanne Nothing's left of the structure of the fantasy. I'm in new neurological space. Can I status update? (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 21:25:25 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 20:00:24 GMT)
Suzanne Someone take the status updates away from me. (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 18:15:45 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 18:15:15 GMT)
Suzanne You never walk alone/you're forever talking on the phone/I try to call your name/but every time it come out the same (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 15:42:28 GMT)
Suzanne is having status-updaters block. (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 05:39:19 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 04 Sep 2008 04:31:52 GMT)
Suzanne just Suzanne. (Wed, 03 Sep 2008 04:27:14 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 03 Sep 2008 04:24:11 GMT)
Suzanne is eyeing September's toppling over on top of her (Tue, 02 Sep 2008 05:15:24 GMT)
Status cleared (Tue, 02 Sep 2008 05:10:51 GMT)
Suzanne finally decided there are some things you really CAN'T say on facebook. (Sun, 31 Aug 2008 21:07:05 GMT)
Status cleared (Sun, 31 Aug 2008 03:11:28 GMT)
Suzanne I cannot comply. (Sun, 31 Aug 2008 00:57:20 GMT)
Suzanne awaits your instruction. (Sat, 30 Aug 2008 22:05:24 GMT)
Suzanne is applying a bandage. (Sat, 30 Aug 2008 19:41:07 GMT)
Suzanne is watching. (Sat, 30 Aug 2008 14:31:30 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 30 Aug 2008 05:01:24 GMT)
Suzanne has a late-summer spring fever. restless, excited, decadent, lazy. (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 21:30:55 GMT)
Suzanne has a late-summer spring fever (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 21:30:04 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 21:18:42 GMT)
Status cleared (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 20:17:00 GMT)
Suzanne is thinking, a bit drunkenly, about belonging, about the dead object, about the exhibitionist, and about the voyeur. (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 06:41:01 GMT)
Suzanne is thinking, a bit drunkenly, about belonging, about the dead object, about the exhibitionist, and the voyeur. (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 06:40:15 GMT)
Suzanne is thinking, a bit drunkenly, about belonging, about the dead object, the exhibitionist, and the voyeur. (Fri, 29 Aug 2008 06:39:46 GMT)
Suzanne Here I am, 'alone' in my cubicle, outsourcing my anxiety and causing myself giddy laughter, all alone in the giddy, conditioned, air-cubicle box thing I live in (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:26:17 GMT)
Suzanne Here I am, alone  in my cubicle, outsourcing my anxiety and causing myself giddy laughter, all alone in the giddy, conditioned, air-cubicle box thing I live in (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:25:52 GMT)
Suzanne Here I am, alone  in my cubicle, outsourcing my anxiety and causing myself giddy laughter, all alone in my giddy, conditioned, air-cubicle box thing I live in (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:25:23 GMT)
Suzanne Here I am, "alone" in my cubicle, outsourcing my anxiety and causing myself giddy laughter, all alone in my giddy, conditioned, air-cubicle box thing I live in (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:24:51 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 02:29:28 GMT)
Suzanne The calling I might have missed: aloof, alluring, domesticated housepet (Thu, 28 Aug 2008 02:27:43 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:50:10 GMT)
Suzanne I have never in my whole life had such a morning of totally insane email. (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 16:44:45 GMT)
Suzanne I have just said yes to everything. (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:33:02 GMT)
Suzanne will now say yes to everything. (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:27:58 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 12:57:43 GMT)
Suzanne Once I stopped an international underwater high-speed railway train for love. (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:56:50 GMT)
Status cleared (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:16:57 GMT)
Suzanne is reconsidering. (Wed, 27 Aug 2008 02:05:19 GMT)
Suzanne I'm just curious: would you pay $1 for a hair from my head? (Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:03:30 GMT)
Suzanne The "free heals" are totally not working. I am going to have to redouble my efforts. (Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:02:55 GMT)
Status cleared (Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:54:14 GMT)
Suzanne is rested and happy and clean and wonders what the next few months will bring. (Mon, 25 Aug 2008 03:15:00 GMT)
Status cleared (Sun, 24 Aug 2008 21:49:24 GMT)
Suzanne My Lake Merritt apartment is an excellent antidote to all that ails you and I invite you to drop by for a visit. (Sun, 24 Aug 2008 17:49:04 GMT)
Status cleared (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 16:25:57 GMT)
Suzanne is listening. (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 09:23:54 GMT)
Suzanne is home. That was the worst accident I have ever seen. (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:39:37 GMT)
Suzanne is in the worst bay bridge traffic anyone has ever seen. fuck. dead stop!  seriously. I am watching a dude WALK over the bridge. faster than I can drive (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:02:51 GMT)
Suzanne is in the worst bay bridge traffic anyone has ever seen. fuck. dead stop! (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 07:57:28 GMT)
Suzanne is in the worst bay bridge traffic anyone has ever seen. fuck. (Sat, 23 Aug 2008 07:55:41 GMT)
Suzanne God made that chicken, snapped off its little head, and brought it home to roast. (Fri, 22 Aug 2008 17:33:41 GMT)
Suzanne I spilled bourbon all over David Hicks's "Living with Design" but somehow I don't think he'd mind (Fri, 22 Aug 2008 07:44:09 GMT)
Status cleared (Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:27:57 GMT)