the dirt on these streets, the dirt on my feet

if i had a camera here in madison, i would take photos of the following and send them to you:

- the five foot piles of yellow dirt, several of them in a row, on university ave. the streets that i remembered being bike friendly are now obstructed by giant machines that are real good at moving those piles back and forth. they [the piles, the machines] make the air dusty in the morning when i walk to school, force reroutes, and blow particles in my eyes.

- the buildings-tall mounds of coal or some sort of black mineral at the university power plant i pass on my way to trader joe's. a dirty, shadowy half-hovel towers over the coal, and inside i think is whatever contraption the coal is meant for. it's on a forgotten block (madison seems to have lots of these), and so eerily quiet except for the harsh rumble coming from inside.

- the blister on my foot, the sweat in the crease of my elbows. there are no more free bikes to rent, so i walk everywhere. i don't mind except that last week it was in the high 80s and low 90s.

- allan asleep at his computer in the college library. he stations himself here to avoid our overly warm house and to steal the occasional nap. i'm afraid one day he'll wake up to find his stuff stolen.

- the cheerio that was in the shower drain in the downstairs bathroom. the house we're at was left in a slovenly state. i didn't see this cheerio, but i wish i had.

maybe i'll swipe lumbs' fancy pants camera one day and snap these for you.

whatchyo name is

ugh, y'all suck for never posting. you're lucky i'm feeling generous. my b.i. (see earlier post for translation) and i were wasting time between classes today and he introduced me to this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zqvR28hprM

enjoy! and now, furreal, share your feelings. 

inaugurating, congregating, violating

hello friends. i miss you all. 

wish you could've eaten tacos at dolores park with me and my summertime crew today. it was beautiful, messy, delicious, and full of dogs both small and gigantic (pony size, if you will). we were nearly mauled 4 times by said dogs with names such as iggy, joshua, and winifred. dogs should not have human names, in my opinion. that is the point when i think celebrities should go up to the dog owners and re-name them "apple" or "pilot inspector", or better still, "superfreak". 

skool-wise: i was oriented at the summer institute today, although i am much bigger fan of being (dis)oriented, and the graduate track students seem okay overall. i am already one of two bad students (the other is my b.i., my "bad influence") who shows up late, sits in the back, and talks during lecture.  perhaps the lecture-style tricks me into thinking that the rows of people in front of me must somehow make me less visible to whomever is up there asking us about our "expectations" and our proposed "end product". i solemnly swear that when nayan shows up i will not do any of that. 

in other news, i brought a living thing into my humble abode. it is an orchid, it is lovely, i hope it remains so. i doubts it, but stay strong, young thing. 

now, you're turn.