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drugs and sex – m4w – 18 (nmb)
im 17 lookin 4 a girl who loves sex and drugs. holla
thank you craigslist!
I am having difficulty structuring the book I am writing and in an effort to see the layout more clearly, have pasted Post-It notes corresponding to sections all over my wall. I just move them around when I think I have an idea of how I want things organized. I say this like it’s no big deal, like I just do it when the muse sings to me, but it’s far more torturous than that; if there were a video camera in my room, the viewer could watch hours of me pacing in and out of the room, making hand gestures, talking to myself, occasionally storming out the door in a huff. Thank God my roommate was gone the entire time. I live on the ocean and oftentimes keep the terrace door open at night and even though the terrace is off the other room, the Post-Its still get blown off the walls and end up scattered on the floor.
So today I was shuffling around in my leopard print Snuggie (that’s right) and I heard the sound of paper against concrete and looked down and there was the Post-It labeled “The End” sticking ever so tenuously to the bottom of my Snuggie. What does it all mean?
Option One:
The Taste of Penny
Jeff Parker’s characters stumble awkwardly into situations that reveal the darkest sides of themselves: Encountering a female Chechen suicide bomber on a bus ride in Russia, a man finds himself sexually aroused by the terrorist act he’s sure she’ll commit. A father reluctantly accompanies his draft dodger son to Quebec where he erects an enormous and obscene American flag in his front yard. A character who accidentally swallows a penny during a roadside sobriety test finds himself in a state of existential angst when it stays inside him. The characters in these fifteen voice-driven, comic stories show the trammeled among us, beaten down time and time again, still finding cause in the world for hope.
Option Two:
Rock and Hard Places: Travels to Backstages, Front Lines and Assorted Sideshows
What happens when The Prodigy go to Beirut, Def Leppard visit a cave in Morocco, and U2 visit Sarajevo? This account of seven years travelling the world with rock bands gives some of the answers, following the author “going to odd places, behaving strangely, and then writing about it.”
Option Three:
Fiction Across Borders: Imagining the Lives of Others in Turn-of-the-Millenium Novels
Theorists of Orientalism and postcolonialism argue that novelists betray political and cultural anxieties when characterizing “the Other.” Shameem Black takes a different stance. Turning a fresh eye toward several key contemporary novelists, she reveals how “border-crossing” fiction represents socially diverse groups without resorting to stereotype, idealization, or other forms of imaginative constraint. Focusing on the work of J. M. Coetzee, Amitav Ghosh, Jeffrey Eugenides, Ruth Ozeki, Charles Johnson, Gish Jen, and Rupa Bajwa, Black introduces an interpretative lens that captures the ways in which these authors envision an ethics of representing social difference. They not only offer sympathetic portrayals of the lives of others but also detail the processes of imagining social difference.
Whether depicting the multilingual worlds of South and Southeast Asia, the exportation of American culture abroad, or the racial tension of postapartheid South Africa, these transcultural representations explore social and political hierarchies in constructive ways. Boldly confronting the orthodoxies of recent literary criticism, Fiction Across Borders builds upon such seminal works as Edward Said’s Orientalism and offers a provocative new study of the late twentieth-century novel.
(From me: this one may be out of my league. If I were to get this assignment, I’d feel compelled to educate myself on all the listed writers –– embarrassingly, have not read them all –– and I just don’t have the time right now.)
Either the Best or the Worst Idea I’ve Ever Had
A found text, by ID.
Look! I found a Amazon.com review for Lost in the Cosmos: The Last Self-Help Book:
“The late Walker Percy’s mordant contribution to the self-help book craze of the 1980s deals with the heavy abstraction of the Western mind and speculates about why writers may be the most abstracted and least grounded of all. (Before taking up novel writing, Percy was a medical doctor who became a patient in the very institution where he had worked.) The book disappeared for a time. Now it’s back in print. Take the quizzes in it, then take a walk–you need to be back in the world before you write another word.“
4. Random examples of items which are part of the canon of Camp:
Zuleika Dobson
Tiffany lamps
Scopitone films
The Brown Derby restaurant on Sunset Boulevard in LA
The Enquirer, headlines and stories
Aubrey Beardsley drawings
Swan Lake
Bellini’s operas
Visconti’s direction of Salome and ‘Tis a Pity She’s a Whore
certain turn-of-the-century picture postcards
Schoedsack’s King Kong
The Cuban pop singer La Lupe
Lynn Ward’s novel in woodcuts, God’s Man
the old Flash Gordon comics
women’s clothes of the twenties (feather boas, fringed and beaded dresses, etc.)
the novels of Ronald Firbank and Ivy Compton-Burnett
stag movies seen without lust
From “Notes on Camp” 1964
In the words of Annie Dillard…
Last night:
Head lice
Back in high school, ignoring the dress code
a locker without a door, and a sympathetic soul who proclaimed lockers and all they stood for “genteel” (this may not have been the word; it started with a “g,” and afterward was said to mean something superfluous that wealking bourgeoisie liked)
An ex-boyfriend, and the avoidance of him
Sleeping on the street
Cars parked without rhyme or reason
A phone booth on 63rd Street and Park Avenue in Manhattan
The night before:
The closed door to the place where many of my nightmares (awake and asleep) have occurred
I turn to a friend and say, “They ought to just open it. We know what’s behind there.”
After I wrote the letter to my friend who worked at Google, people began alerting me to other people’s disapproval of Buzz, Google’s new and unannounced feature. Such as this woman, who was suddenly being automatically “followed” by her abusive ex-husband:
“Fuck you, Google. My privacy concerns are not trite. They are linked to my actual physical safety, and I will now have to spend the next few days maintaining that safety by continually knocking down followers as they pop up. A few days is how long I expect it will take before you either knock this shit off, or I delete every Google account I have ever had and use Bing out of fucking spite.
Fuck you, Google. You have destroyed over ten years of my goodwill and adoration, just so you could try and out-MySpace MySpace.”
This woman writes the blog http://fugitivus.wordpress.com (woo WordPress!) and this article can be read in full http://gizmodo.com/5470696/fck-you-google.
And guess what, everyone? Google heard our cries!
From the Los Angeles Times on V-Day:
Google Makes More Changes to Buzz to Address Privacy Concerns
Google Inc. issued a mea culpa Saturday, saying it had made mistakes in how it launched its new social networking service Buzz. In response to a sharp backlash from users and watchdogs, the Internet giant apologized for escalating concerns about the privacy of the product.
“We quickly realized that we didn’t get everything quite right,” Google product manager Todd Jackson said in a blog post Saturday. “We’re very sorry for the concern we’ve caused and have been working hard ever since to improve things based on your feedback. We’ll continue to do so.”
Jackson said Buzz would no longer automatically have users follow the posts of frequent Gmail contacts. Instead, it will suggest people whom users might want to follow. Google also will put a Buzz tab in Gmail settings to make it easier for users to turn it off. Buzz will no longer automatically connect Buzz to Picasa photo albums and Google Reader items, the company said.
The changes, which will take effect over the next few days, were the latest Google had made to Buzz since it launched the product inside millions of Gmail accounts less than a week ago.
Controversy erupted as Buzz popped up in inboxes. Users complained that Google automatically signed them up to follow some of their Gmail contacts and exposed their contacts by making their follower lists public.
Marc Rotenberg, executive director of the Electronic Privacy Information Center, said Friday that the way Google handled Buzz was a major blunder and a rare one. In the past, Google has been more careful to give users control over privacy settings. Rotenberg said his group would file a complaint with the Federal Trade Commission
~Jessica Guynn
http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/technology/2010/02/google-buzz-privacy.html
That’s what The Best American Essays of the Century, edited by Joyce Carol Oates and Robert Atwan, is.
“[Washington Woodard] worked hard all his life at being himself, but there were no principles to examine when his life was over…The life that he could recall totally was not worth recalling; it was a box of string too short to save.”