Stop posting color posters on line in .pdf and sending me the link, asking me to [print out and] post these. Stop posting brochures to websites and e-mailing them to me for distribution. Send me paper.
If you are not going to take care of printing and distribution of paper materials yourself, post the information directly to a website. That will be far more functional than posting .pdfs.
This is more or less where I stood for Bacchus, and the long float is the Bacchagator. I love the torchlit night parades, with knights on horseback and everyone so well masked that they look like magical beings.
This Mardi Gras the marching bands were really in form and one of the best is from Southern University in Baton Rouge. There they are under the bridge in Zulu, and here they are in the same key place in Bacchus, Sunday night.
Under the bridge is the best audience, and it is so exciting to see that this band is coming and the parade is starting.
When I graduated from college I was elected to Phi Beta Kappa and I accepted, because it was prestigious. I did not expect to join another honor society but at this university I have been invited to several and have essentially had to say yes since not to do so would be impolite / because the entire department was in this society / because if I did not join, I could not initiate students, who really want to be in these societies – and so on.
Now I have been elected to a third honor society here, which will be my fourth in all. It is going to cost me $70 and the initiation is on a Sunday when I had hoped to be out of town – yet, I want to keep up good relations here, so I am doing it. So now I am not only a member of Phi Beta Kappa but of Sigma Delta Pi, Phi Beta Delta, and Phi Kappa Phi.
In your university, is it customary to join multiple honor societies? If so, do you put election to yet another one on your annual report as an academic honor? Do you put it on your vita? Can you at least list it as a form of university service? Can I take the $70 off my taxes as an employee business expense, if not a charitable contribution? I want something more than general good will for my $70 and my weekend time, and I am scouring the barrel to see what I can get.
Perhaps I can still be gone the weekend of the initiation. It was to have been a research trip and I am having a hard time with the idea of giving it up. I am also really having trouble with the $70 – there are professional associations I could join for that much, and journals I can subscribe to. How bad do you think it would be simply to decline?
This is a film I should see for the music and so as to be able to comment upon the representation of Louisiana – hard to do on film in a non caricatured way – but it is also surely a film which would fill me with angst.
On a related note it seems I should create balance in this blog by talking about my work and by showing more works by women artists, but I am not sure when I will do these things, as it will take more conscious effort than the collage this weblog currently is, is taking.
Art by men and news of the world seem to be what I am looking at and talking about. This explains why both human and mechanical readers believe I am a man.
Maybe what I want to hear is that this prenominate war is natural and necessary and a sign of Towering Intellect: maybe I want a pep-talk, because I have to tell you I don’t enjoy this war one bit. I think my fiction is better than it was, but writing is also less Fun than it was. I have a lot of dread and terror and inadequacy-shit, now, when I’m trying to write. I didn’t used to.
Maybe the terror is part of the necessary reverence, and maybe it’s an inescapable part of the growing-up-as-a-writer-or-whatever process; but it can’t — cannot — be the goal and terminus of that process. In other words there must be some way to turn terror into Respect and dread into a kind of stolidly productive humility.
I have a hard time understanding how Fun fits into the Dedication-Discipline-Respect schema. I know that I had less fun doing IJ than I did doing earlier stuff, even though I know in my tummy that it’s better fiction. I think I understand that part of getting older and better as a writer means putting away many of my more childish self-gratifying notions of Fun, etc. But Fun is still the whole point, somehow, no? Fun on both sides of the writer/reader exchange? A kind of pleasure — more rarified, doubtless, than M&M’s or a good wank, but nevertheless pleasure.
How do I allow myself to have Fun when writing without sacrificing Respect and Seriousness, i.e. going back to the exhibitionism and show-offery and pointless technical acrobatics? I think one reason why I ask you this (though I know you not at all as a person, of course) is that your own fiction seems to me to marry Fun and Seriousness in a profound way, somehow — a sense of Play that’s somehow even Funner because it’s not sophomoric or self-aggrandizing or childish or even childlike.
This is not coming across like I want it to; I can’t make this clear. Maybe your work is this form of profound marriage only to and for me; maybe it’s some weird subjective misprision that has to do with me and not your fiction; maybe you have no thoughts on how you’ve come to make (apparent) Respect and Dedication seem so fuck-all much (apparent) Fun.
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Here is a whole documentary on Montreal hip hop.
Mardi Gras if done right is marked by fascinating chance encounters and new combinations. This is Montreal rap, and if you know what “dans ta map” means in slang, please enlighten me!
After the horses came in, Steve Riley played.
Then, Geno Delafose.