I’ve got two events coming up, both of which I’m beyond excited about, and one of which will require me to actually leave my house, and we all know what a major deal that is.
First, I’m about three hundred degrees past TOTALLY THRILLED to be part of a live-tweeting event this Sunday:
You can read more about the event on the Poetry Foundation’s Harriet Blog here. NOTE: I’m directing you to this site because I’m so excited about this that were I to try to write about it, it’d just come out as a series of consonants, Wingdings, and curse words. I haven’t watched the entirety of 2001 since I was seventeen years old and terribly sick and hopped up on Comtrex in a way that makes me understand why you can’t so much buy Comtrex any more. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be particularly funny, but I can guarantee that Sommer Browning and Elisa Gabbert are going to be incredibly funny, and that I’m going to say a lot of things about chimpanzees and computers and obelisks and probably mention this a few thousand million times:
I’m going to try not to wear myself out with Kubrickoid Excitement, though, because the very next day I’m headed to Charleston, South Carolina to read in the Monday Night Poetry & Music series. There’s a Facebook page for the event here, featuring one of my Glamor Shots (which is unfortunately not a real Glamor Shot — I’ve really got to take more pictures of myself wearing a cowboy hat and a feathered boa and crazy blue eyeshadow). It’s at 8 at the East Bay Meeting House, and there’s an open mic (not, sadly, a Magic Mike) beforehand, so if you’re in or near the general Charleston area, come on out for a night of poems and tunes!
Phew — I’ve totally worn myself out with excitement, guys, and I need to rest up because it’s nearly Dateline time. I hope to see you in the next few days either in cyberspace or in Charleston!