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2001-12-04 - 7:00 p.m.
Here's another thing I noticed today. I was driving into town and of course get stopped by a train. I actually don't mind getting stopped by trains because they are quite relaxing to me and I like to read the graffiti, except when I have to be somewhere at a certain time, like today. Anyway, I was happily looking at the artistry and suddenly a car went by that had a profane word on it. It occured to me that A. I have no recollection of ever seeing profanity on a train, and I see more then my share of trains since 53 pass through here a day. And B. all the graffiti on trains seems quite artistic. Which leads me to believe that they actually hire people to deface trains, for entertainment purposes. I know I, for one, would hate trains if it weren't for the graffiti. I think someone just sneaked in and wrote that nasty word on there while the artists were doing their thing. I think I'd like to get in on this. I'd draw a giant turkey. Another thing I saw that requires more investigation was this...I was driving downtown and noticed the sign on Chicago Grill and Subs read.....This weeks special, PHONES $89.00. I was curious about this, made me think that maybe a cell phone place had bought Chicago Grill and Subs and had yet to get a new sign, so I pulled around the block and pulled in to investigate. There was an active restaurant going on so all I can assume is that this PHONE thing is a very large sub. So with all my stops and turn arounds I still managed to make it to the Gazette for my photo thing. I was congratulated left and right for my award. I felt like telling everyone that the only reason I won is because my poem was marketable. I mean, it wasn't my best poem, but it was about racism and I knew that would sell...so...I smiled pretty for the camera and still felt a little proud of myself. I guess I should feel good that even if I have just a smidgen of talent, I still know how to manipulate the system to get what I need. I'm more proud of the fact that I won honorable mention for my short story, that seems real to me. It was pretty good, deserving of honorable mention and if I hadn't had to edit the soft porn out of it it would have won first place. I'm off to eat the rest of my birthday cake now. Possibly drink a bottle of wine. Reading a great collection of short stories right now, a collection of seventy years worth of writers from the Iowa Writers Workshop. I am finding so many GREAT stories in this thing. You all should get this book and read the story "Mouses". The book is simply called, "The Workshop". I am also, at this moment, watching the worst production of the Nutcracker I have ever seen. I know I wasn't a ballerina FOREVER, but I know good choreography when I see and this SUCKS. And if Macauly Caulkin isn't a dancer then why the hell is he in this? |
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