a few from the glove

in common fashion

I have misplaced my camera. This morning I took some pictures of dana eating tofu scramble on the front poarch, then it disappeared. Wish I could upload some pictures, but for now, ill link to my new google photoalbums: picasaweb.google.com/tonypc84

Happy MLK day, much respect for the late reverend. I listened to an Npr piece this afternoon about the union building he was working on when he was assassinated.

It felt like a long three day weekend, abusive partying because everyone excited to be back. Its a good vibe as far as i can see. School is settling in fine. My classes are a bit early in the morning, and theres several of them, but I'll be ok. Im especially looking forward to my Hispanic cinima class, since the movie list looks premium. CPE has some dedicated souls, and thats what its all about. Alexander Cockburn said something to that effect... something like, after the 60's the movement leaders went on to do really good work in nonprofits, small businesses, and even day to day life. I can see my self in 40 years reminiscing the FTAA protest, the tear gas, the rubber bullets.

Without the camera, this will have to suffice...

Google has started up its Picasa service which lets me upload and share photos (and entire photo albums). Ill work on it tonight...

lets see... this vacation in one run on sentence: Before hitting the streched out highways that connect florida to michigan, I reveled in couch potato fasion reading middle sex and on the road only to discover that words writen pull me less than words spoken, esspecially when they're on vinal or kind throats (like dana's "I hate nice vampires" or grandma jeans elaborate history of her german upright piano), but lets not forget after the snowless embrace of family filled michigan when, in a car with the ladies we watched fireworks and drank the down the travel sized bottles of Kalua and Taquilla rose, hit the beach and kb, dropped 75$ at a club (and a yagerbomb on the floor) and danced on the speakerboxes, only to come full revolution seeing old friends like Melinda, Kevin, the hs crew, and the one and only fish.

Now im back up to tally, for 5 classes, 40 hour work weeks, a new roommate, and my last spring in that one horse college town.