Monday, June 12, 2006

How was your birthday?











It was great. Thank you for asking.

Mike came to visit. He lost fifty cents trying to buy a copy of Swingers in San Diego.

We all went to Kansas City BBQ. We also went to a bar in Carlsbad that had almost as many security guys as patrons.

Lester sang many songs. We burned many CDs. I did yoga. Mark took me out to brunch at the Potato Shack.

We talked about wooing and the woo and the concept of the woo. What you you all think of these things?

I wrote some poems. I recieved thoughtful and wonderful gifts.

5 comments:

Ray said...

happy biiiiiirthday to you!
haaappy biiiiiiiiiiiiiirthdaaaaay to you!
haaaaaappy biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirthdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay deeeeeeaaaaaaaaar LOOOORRAAAAAIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEEE!
haaaaaappy biiiiiiiirthdaaaaay toooooooooo YYYYYOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!

marwal said...

A very fine birthday poem, Ray. The dee-aar part (my apologies for the paraphrase) is especially original in its reference to the local animal population--shocking, even, in its frankness.

Ray said...

ooh good! I was so afraid that my poem was too subtle and nuanced to truly ‘get across’ the ‘birthday’ theme to those who may read it. It warms my heart to know that my poem (my baby, really!) (a piece of myself, in fact, that I bravely exposed to the harsh and critical light of this mud-ball we call ‘our world’) has been understood, has found such acceptance. I thank you, Mr. Wallace.

mike said...

Happy Birthday!
Woo! Wooo! Wooooo!

HOWEVER:

Yuck, what a conservative celebration! No fires.
No fights. No firefights.

tmorange said...

karen weiser's forthcoming poetry manuscript has something to do with woo. i think it might even be called "pitching woo." i'll put you in touch with her in yr curious...

t.