7: the crazy number of poems accepted by the New Orleans Review for an upcoming feature. Thank you, thank you.
75,000: the approximate number of words composed by freshmen wordsmiths I'll be consigned to grading over the break. Jesus in Heaven.
20: the approximate number of minutes added to the Planet Terror dvd, rendering a fun, virtuoso recreation of cheese into still fun but nearly exhausting cheese.
3: the number of pizzas made for said viewing of Planet Terror by Drs. Davidson, Fraser, and Masters this past Friday night.
0: number of viewings of Yor, the Hunter from the Future because I couldn't find a vcr. Hence the Planet Terror screening. Gwen and especially Margaret, I'll make it up.
I was asked last week to read next year in the Prout Chapel Reading Series at Bowling Green State University. Which is super exciting. It's fun to go off, meet new people, get excited about poetry as a, well, forgive the term, community. So if you'd ever like me to show up and read and sleep in a hotel with free HBO, please ask. I'm all about it.
Especially the free HBO. Which is awesome.