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it feels like somebody has sandpapered my lungs. i have a fever that comes and goes depending on how often i take the ibuprofen. i made a turkey yesterday afternoon. while i was eating it (not the whole turkey) i broke into a fierce sweat. like a july and august in phoenix sweat. whatever i've been dodging that's been going around has finally found a home in my body. i hope it's happy and i hope all the evil in my soul can snuff it out fast.

i got out of bed in the middle of the night (no, not to look into my neighbor's window). i put some prokofiev and rachmaninoff piano concertos on repeat and slept in the recliner. it was nice and cool and i had dreams that my neighbors were looking into my window.

i think i ran over a cat on friday night on the way to SOUND EFFECTS. i haven't told boo boo yet. i'm not sure how cat solidarity works. i'm hoping that because he hasn't seen another cat in so long he may have forgotten that he's one of them. i'd be interested in finding out what he thinks he is. maybe a squirrel, or just some thing that's in charge of emptying the food bowl. i just yelled out, "boo boo, i killed a cat!" he didn't come running or say anything, so i guess we're cool.

October 5, 2009

At night, we pull into the town of Wadi Musa, outside the ancient (formerly lost) City of Petra. Omar, our tour guide, is a bit confused as to where we are staying, and as we pass by a group of restaurants hge says it is a 15-minute walk from our hotel to the restaurants... this will become a recurring joke for the remainder of our time with him. It is 15 minutes, if you were running at full tilt - which would kill you since we are on a sharp incline leading into a valley. Omar takes his constant ribbing with aplomb.

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We pass by another of Moses' wells. It looks as though a hotel has been built on top of it. It's hard to describe. It has all the charm of a New York City subway platform, and you vaguely make out a rock formation with running water underneath it. Offered the chane to get out and look, the group declines. I think for the most part this group could give a damn about the religious aspects of the trip.

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Dinner is a simple affair. Hummus and pita and salad. Sampled Jordanian beer ("Philadelphia") - it's nothing to write home about, it tastes vaguely like American macrobrews (Busch, Coors, Michelob). The beer is named not after the home of cheesesteaks in Pennsylvania, but the 1st Philadelphia, an ancient town in Jordan. It's odd to have to push that out of your head (summed up as "what you as X is actually Y"). After, Mark, Chris, and I head to an "Irish Pub". It is decorated like every Irish Pub I've ever been to (O'Shea's in West Palm Beach, Rula Bula in Tempe, Keiran's in Minneapolis). I swear to God, Guiness must make a fortune just in replica signs. The prices are insanely high, even figuring in just the loss in exchange rates. Not wanting to get screwed on price, I order a beer instead of whiskey. This time it's "Petra" beer, served in tall steel cans. Mark, having gone totally native in Germany, considers these "normal" sized. The beer is strong (12% alcohol), and I am done after one (I'm a lightweight when it comes to beer), but Mark and Chris order another round, I'm included, and our waiter has already popped the cap. Must soldier on.

( The lost city of Petra, bonding with Australians, and a wacky romp at the Turkish bath )

I love Wonkette:

"First, enjoy this local-news video report about Sarah [Palin}’s visit to the 'Tri-Cities,' and notice how Miss Regular Folks thinks it’s 'too much work' to prepare turkey for Thanksgiving. Can’t somebody do this shit for her? No? Then fuck it, and FUCK THANKSGIVING."

remember when i said that i needed a new printer and i was going to buy one this week before the black friday post turkey coital mass consumer orgasm? well, i didn't, because well, that's how i roll. i say i'm going to do something and then i don't do it. last night the power went out in the middle of the night. i woke up and looked at the clock and it was dark. i got up to pee and it was dark. so i peed (i'm not sure of the spelling of peed so i will go with pissed...pardon my french) in the dark. luckily i'm pretty good at it. peeing in general, not necessarily in the dark. when i rolled out of bed at seven, the power was back on. when i came into the living room i noticed the printer was flashing and making reboot noises. so i printed out a few poems and decided it was good that i didn't run out and buy a new printer. more evidence that this house is haunted. seriously. i turn on the desk lamp and the computer turns itself on. i turn on the ceiling fan and the tv comes on. i pee and the dark and the printer fixes itself.

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People keep asking me what my Black Friday sale is. How about $25 Red Robot plush toys by Squishable until Monday?!

SOUND EFFECTS

start your weekend with the
friday night poetry open mic at:

Mama Java's Coffeehouse
3619 East Indian School Road
Phoenix, AZ 85018
602.840.JAVA

7:00 to 9:00 pm

hosted by a man named bill

tonight's theme- playing in the bathtub with the turkey carcass.

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Sometimes you have to dust off the less popular characters and let them take their licks.

PS! I've still got Free shipping on all DS orders over $30 in the U.S.A. and Canadialand between now and November 30th. (International people, please order before then if it's a gift!)

I don't care if they got older, fatter, and grey... Faith No More got back together.

i just finished my traditional thanksgiving day pancake breakfast. every year since childhood i begin this day just as our forefathers did, with pancakes, or as they called them flapjacks. back on the morning of that very first thanksgiving feast mrs. pilgrim made flapjacks for mr. pilgrim. i believe their names were johnny and susy. johnny and susy pilgrim. of course those were old school pancakes- aunt pocahontas, whereas mine are aunt jemima's. history is unclear as to the type of syrup they used. perhaps it was log cabin, perhaps it was johnny pilgrim's tree squeezins. all i know is that i need a strong cup of coffee right now...and a turkey.

it's facebook's fault that i drank all those hop-knots at four peaks brewery today. facebook and larry otero who i haven't hung out with in probably twenty-five years. the sad thing is that he lives probably five-miles away and it took facebook to get us back in touch. and four peaks brewery. and hop-knots. weeeeeee. then it was off to conspire for an evening of spoken word. i was under dressed and cold for most of the night. whose fault is that? conspire has some damned good coffee.

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Happy Thanksgiving, America. Be wary of what you stick in your mashed potatoes, as they may no longer be Vegan. I'm visiting Dr. T-Shirt and some family for a little bit and will be back tomorrow night as usual!

Hum, not much going on tomorrow for me. Going to IHOP with my Dad and Brother. Then going on a hike with Sue latter in the day.

No school Sat. so I'll be at poet breakfast.

Good to see the White Sox are making great strides in getting real old this off season.

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Being born in 1983 I was the perfect age for the years of the best holiday TV specials. My mom and dad would set the VCR to record and we treasured those tapes, watching the same holiday specials in the fall and winter every year.

For Halloween there was:

A Disney Halloween, Charlie Brown, and Garfield

For Thanksgiving:
Garfield's Thanksgiving, A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving,

And last of all for Christmas there is: Charlie Brown, Garfield, The Chipmunks,

and Pee Wee!!!

I now have some of these on DVD and get to watch them, but I do sort of miss the funny commercials that were on those old tapes. And I'm not going to say this is a nerdy thing to love, because EVERYONE likes the Charlie Brown specials I think. We went to the Rob Zombie concert last month and he was playing Charlie Brown Halloween on the giant screen over the stage, it was great.

So Happy Thanksgiving! This year I am not only thankful for old TV, but all the wonderful friends and family in my life.

guess what today is. that's right, it's red wednesday. one shopping day left until thanksgiving. everybody get out there and buy those last minute gifts. those turkey stuffers. it's true, i hang a turkey on my fire place mantle every year, and every year i wake up on thanksgiving morning to find (inside my bird) a can of yams, and a gizzard. this year i've decided to go with a real turkey. it's more festive than the artificial one i've been using for the last five years. also, i'm hanging a cornish game hen for boo boo the cat. tomorrow while i'm cooking, i'll put a little catnip in the stuffing. he'll enjoy that. and after dinner i'll work on my end of the year holiday form letter to everyone. this year i'm going to cut and paste all of my live journal entrees. look for a three-hundred page letter in your mailbox soon. along with a can of yams, and a gizzard.