Oh, how I miss my normal life! I'm in Erie, PA this week and I gotta say, this is a strange little city. Sorry to anyone who lives here, but people are odd!
Anyhow, there's really not much to tell, and although I've had my camera with me, I haven't taken any pictures yet. Mostly, I just stand behind the counter and sell food, or sit behind the trailer and smoke. Booorrrring.
On the upside, I've been reading John Ashbery's A Worldly Country on my breaks. It's the first poetry I've had time to read in a while, so my brain is going a little crazy with it. I haven't read a lot of Ashbery before, just the anthologized stuff, and I didn't realize how difficult it would be. I'm enjoying the thinking, though. Thinking is good.
Looking forward to being home for a little bit this coming week. I'm 6 days into 9 days straight of working 10-10 (except Tuesday, I only had to work 12-5) and ready for a break.
BTW, friends, you should give me a call when you're bored. I have lots of time to talk!
Poem: Plastic Shred
1 day ago
2 comments:
If you think Erie is strange, wait until you get to Jamestown!
you guys sellin' pickled pig's feet?
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