January 16th, 2005

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blood/sport

This morning I woke early to format poems for the chapbook competition I wish to enter. It's always fun to read, edit and select from a swath of past work, because of the delightful wince factor. Better than pickles. I like the resulting set of poetry, after paring pickles, all of them poems written in the past three years, since I got my LiveJournal. My poems written count for the five years prior to starting a LiveJournal was roughly 20 or so. My poems written count during the nearly three years I have been on Livejournal is closer to 110. Among the 130 resulting poems, the "keeper" count is probably about 10. One disadvantage of being without talent or craft is that it takes a lot of effort to make a keeper.

I think lately about doing things for blood or doing things for fun. I practice law for a living, do it well, and take it quite seriously. I play chess for fun, play at a level stronger than 85% of the "serious" chessplayers, and yet am not at all any "good" when compared to "real" players. I write poetry and the rare legal writing paragraph, and I am not at all good. I play musical instruments which
a child could play, and record myself acting silly. I like that I figure out ways to interest and entertain myself, but I wonder sometimes if I should do more things of serious worth. Yet sometimes I wonder if I don't misdefine what is "sport" and what is "blood". You know, blood is that stuff that courses through your veins, that stuff that really matters. How often do I evaluate what matters by things as silly as money or notice or other inessentials? Why not apply my own sense of right and wrong to these things? The labels are not so easy--sometimes the fun makes the blood flow.
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the ringing glissandi of the chords of an altered meme

I know they're not really "memes", but isn't it a cool word anyway?

Today let's play the "tell me" meme, altered to my convenience. It's been making the rounds lately, although the entirely worth reading sun_set_bravely put me in a "post this" frame of mind.

Let's do this one as a dessert of sorts. Here, you can either play the game "plain" or "a la mode".

Reply to this post "plain" and I'll stick to the basic meme, and tell you:

1. I will tell you what song reminds me of you.
2. I will tell you what celebrity/public/fictional person you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise.
3. I will give you one word that I associate with you when I think of you.
4. I will tell you what color(s) I associate with you.

Reply to this post with the comment "a la mode", and I will instead tell you:


1. I will tell you what song reminds me of you.
2. I will tell you what celebrity/public/fictional person you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise.
3. I will give you one word that I associate with you when I think of you.
4. I will tell you what color(s) I associate with you.
5. I will give you a snippet of random advice
6. I will compliment you with a kind feeling I have about you or your journal,
including in some instances minutiae you might not expect;
7. I will arbitrarily select a wild animal to associate with you
8. I will recommend to you a book to read
9. I will ask you a question I've never had the courage to ask in your journal, for fear of looking stupid or non-diligent in my reading or of being personal, which you may answer or ignore at your complete discretion
10. I will offer you the opportunity to tell me anything you wish to tell me.
11. I will make a nearly random, non-psychic prediction about you.
12. I will describe you as a type of potato.

Shall we have dessert now? I promise, sincerely, to answer off the cuff, be silly when appropriate, and sometimes to even cut to the nub of things.