Last night with no energy left in my body I summoned all of my reserve power and went to Acentos. For anyone who has Time Warner Cable I will be on the Friday episode of "Know Your Code" which focuses on various Zip Codes in the City. I think It is channel 71 or 74 so check your local listings. Sometime prime time so if someone does have time Warner and does want to check it out please tape it or at least tell me how I did. I was feeling like a shit crumb and my voice was groggy but I had to do it. Have to be professional right. So gripe and all I got up and did a short platform plea for the camera. It was fun. Acentos was interesting. Their were a few poems in the open mic which I loved and it is also always nice to see people having fun as they read. Visitors from Hawaii were cool too. I gave the Acentos/Bar 13 flyer to Kealoha and he came to Acentos. I heard that the whole team was at 13 the night before, but only he came out to show the loved.
John Rodriguez was cool and funny but the after party is always the best. The conversations that take place after everything is over, when only a few people congregate the bar, where bochinche lives and dies. The St. Louis wrap up party. I really had fun there, and I don't have any prior National in mind that I can compare it to. First time rocked out. Major.

Today I am feeling much better. Just have many things to get rid of, but I am no longer sick. I have been angry with Advil for writing NON-DROWSY on the box and making me really sleepy anyway. I had a good sleep and all, and I had an extra special wake up. Incredible actually. Awesome, amazing and stupendously splendiferous. Needless to say that I was super duper happy this morning. Yes I was.

Seeing Reina yesterday was cool. I miss her, because she is totally cool and uplifting. North Carolina doesn't deserve her. NY baby, come back. Two parities this weekend, and no time, Dilemma. Two good friends, and no time. Okay so I will decide but what is going to happen is that the party that I miss will be the party that will get a gift from me. So it is either a present or me. Wow I would be interested to know what they will choose. It would not be a shocker if both request that I stay home and send a gift. Just a thought though. I love people, and I love being a person. I love flying and spreading my featherless wings. Something like a Gargoyles wings. Maybe a bat. But bats have hair, don't they? Okay what I hate is haters. People who are annoyed by my happiness, by my joy, my energy, and my attempt to always be high voltage. That is who I am but I do have more dimensions. Someone commented to me that they have met many poets who seem to only see in one dimension. They also said that it was a shame, and that they expected more from poets. Not all poets of course, just a hand full that have been observed by this person. It is bad really. We should take times to see more than the two sides that are in front of us. Isn't dyslexia a problem because people with this ability (I find it quite special actually) see things on paper in Three dimensions instead of only two? I may be wrong but that is what it looks like to me. Or that is what I heard. In my opinion these people are evolved, we haven't caught up to them yet, and our writing isn't made for them. I think that it is more of an ability than a disability. Just a thought. I get them now and then.

That will be it for now.
Enough for right now and that is all.