Tuesday, July 11, 2006

band practice.

photos by david buuck





our first hootenanny!

maggie getting in touch with her polish blues grooves...



before i knew about the finger picks and suzanne... well... she could blow on the harmonica AND smoke cigarettes... she's that good. david was on piano. of course.

thanks for sending the photos buuck!

ps

and yes, i'm still reading poetry.

and working on my intro for a certain poet who is reading very soon.

and i just hung out with some old poet friends from undergrad... julie reid, kay elliott, and andrea rexilius. which was nice.

and tomorrow micheal *the cracker* nicoloff and i are going to a movie.

and wednesday elise ficarra and i are going to hear dodie bellamy talk about kathy acker's clothing.

but ... i am still afraid of corn. and worrying about what i eat. and oil. and war. and my sister's soon to be born baby.

corn.

dear friends,

i don't know that vegetarianism is the answer for everyone.
especially me.

i was a vegetarian for 10 years. when i see all the gluten i was eating as a vegetarian... my addiction to gluten... and how... knowing now i have celiac disease... i see i was poisoning myself... and i was an extremely unhealthy vegetarian. although i thought i was healthy.

i think it is great for others who can do it.

and i think now... what would i eat as a vegetarian with celiac disease? i would like to hear from you veggie ceiacs.

how to avoid eating corn [and i don't mean organic corn on the cob... or even corn tortillas... i mean the nasty corn that is used in everything else... including medicines. the corn that is feeding the food i'm eating.]... but how to avoid eating corn, gluten, and meat.

i eat eggs daily.

i couldn't go vegan again. i won't. i weighed 118 lbs and also. yeah. sickly.

i think the only answer is to eat free range, organic meats.

niman ranch doesn't count for me. found out they feed their steers grains the last few months that they live. a last minute fattening up? i don't know.

***

i mean... this corn business has literally shaped this nation. it has shaped the land for itself. and it is shaping americans. physically.

we are a nation addicted to and dependent upon corn.

and so ... when i say i'm afraid of corn. i am.

corn needs us as much as we need it.

THAT is crazy. and scary.

***

seriously. we stopped growing other foods and raising animals on farms because of corn. and what we can do with corn.

***

in corn we trust.

xo.

Friday, July 07, 2006

food.

dear friends

i am having a food crisis which is really a land crisis.

our nation has been built on corn. and our corn has been given energy to grow abundantly [and STRAIGHT] not from the SUN but from OIL.

and we have made our Cows learn how to tolerate CORN so they can be fed cheaply and get fat quickly... only we have to also give them antibiotics so they don't get sick and die from the havoc CORN wreaks on their poor bodies.

it takes 50 gallons of OIL to grow one acre of corn.

does Ford know this? they are advertising for their ethanol [corn] fueled cars and how they will lessen our dependence on foreign oil. perhaps. i'm not sure if that will really do it.

have i mentioned that, like the corn problem farmers have [it costs way more to grow it than it can sell for].... now there is a dairy problem in vermont? because milk prices have dropped. and it costs more to make milk {because of all the oil it takes to make milk: grow the corn, get the corn [diesel!], give the corn....

so.

anyway. this concerns me.

organic farmers are doing much better.

they don't have to spend all that money on oil.

xo.
k

Thursday, July 06, 2006

New Email for Magdalena, Maggie etc!

Hello! Att and I have officially severed ties due to their annoying business practices. Please find me at minor dot american at gmail dot com. Hurrah!

Monday, July 03, 2006

Kate said "Are you finally going to blog something?" and I said not really. I just want to know where I can get a copy of Lisa Jarnot's ILIAD. The publisher has sold out. Any ideas? I am too depressed to blog as of late. It seems I am depressed often. Oh well.