Tuesday, December 27, 2011

2011 has been, by far, the best year of my entire life. Here's a [semi-arbitrary] list of why [in chronological[ish] order].

1. February:: AWP in Washington, DC with Copper Nickel and Utah folk.

2. April:: Spiral Jetty [Great Salt Lake] with Narrative Theory seminar crew.

3. May:: Return to Buenos Aires
[Evenings talking to Alberto and Carmen, walks around the city with Daniel, taking the subte to Boedo to have lunch in Tayla's apartment, wandering Puerto Madero, reading on the terrace, the asado on the roof of Ellie's apartment building, Bruna's mini fashion school graduation, sitting in cafes drinking cafe con leche and eating pastries from medialunas del abuelo while reading, making up words with Marina and Agus in our room, walking to Freddo with Agus to buy a kilo of ice cream]

4. May:: weekend trip to Chile to visit Daniel

5. June:: Day trip to Uruguay [by boat] with Bruna

6. June:: AAAS lit symposium in San Diego where I presented my first conference paper [and silliness with R and H]

7. July:: Colorado summer, reading in my backyard, driving to and from Boulder

8. July:: 4th of July watching fireworks from the roof of Baseline liquor

9. July:: 1am A. Tom Collins show at The Mayan during the UMS & general S. Broadway shenanigans at my favorite bars and venues.

10. August:: the day the Rubik's cube appeared in the Valley, Sunsets

11. August:: Sudden appearance of a street fair on 200 E in downtown SLC

12. September:: SLC backyard campfire with my fellow egs

13. October:: &Now San Diego where my experimentalist rockstars and I presented a panel about the "page" and where I wandered San Diego desperately searching for the ocean. Then found it.

14. November:: Annual Nathaniel Rateliff & Co. show at The Gothic in Denver where I was reminded what it sounds like to be home.

15. December:: My first snow of this winter & finally being home again.

Other bits that made the year perfect:

Okkervil River's new album
"Everything is the risk that it constitutes" - Stanley Corngold
2666 by Roberto BolaƱo
"Exile Vilify" by The National
"life laughs at predictions and introduces words where we’d imagined silences and sudden returns when we thought we would never see each other again." - Jose Saramago
Nine Types of Light by TV on the Radio
"Everybody Here Wants You" by Jeff Buckley
my lightbox
The Rip Tide by Beirut
my first day teaching
all the incredible Colorado sunsets this summer
Lungs by Florence + The Machine
finding graffiti everywhere [South America, SLC, Colorado]

& of course the most life changing, most transcendent moments, the ones that are too personal for a blog, too inexplicable for words

& love.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Day of snow [not to be confused with a snow day]

some hot toddies

& night time hot tub under the stars in 3 degree weather.

home is wherever I'm with you

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

In my tiny mountain town, we have this big castle....

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Sometimes I go on etsy and find a bunch of furniture I can't afford to furnish a house I don't own. Someday.


Sunday, December 11, 2011

Saturday, December 10, 2011

i think i'll play with shadows instead

Finish my first semester of teaching: check.
Finish my Fall seminars: check.

Grade portfolios, finish writing seminar papers, finish PhD applications: not check. But it's only 12:30pm, I'm running on 13 hours of sleep, I've got a full water bottle, and a window full of sunshine.

I somehow magically even made it to the last Working Dog reading of the semester on Thursday, and to our end-of-seminar gathering at Desert Edge last night. As of 7pm this coming Thursday, I will be free and celebrating at the English department holiday party in a fancy sequined dress.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Last night, my home came to Salt Lake City.

Julie and Nathaniel played the encore songs in the audience. I cannot express how happy this makes me, nor can I express how much I now miss home.

And the door guy couldn't possibly have known how much I would need a stamp labeling myself by the end of this show.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Update on the $6 fruit. It tastes like a cucumber. Am I awake? Is this the matrix?
1. Didn't want to leave bed this morning.

2. My favorite thing about SLC is their "present" of free parking from Thanksgiving to New Years.

3. I paid $6 for this just so I could take it home and cut it open.
Too tempted these days to quote passages about love and ghosts and home from all the books I'm reading. Or mostly from one book in particular that I read a long time ago. Everything I can't say. Won't say.

Friday, December 2, 2011

My favorite down coat—the ivory colored Moncler I bought [at a huge discount] at Searle in Manhattan the year before I moved to New York for college—is finally wearing out, losing its warmth. I don't cope well with having to abandon items that I love.

But I did find this new Moncler. Oh.

Once upon a time I wanted a degree from Parsons and a job designing clothing. Those days are long gone, but I do slip back into old obsessions sometimes.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

outside LNCO

Aves. [post tree chopping]

South Temple
Pre Thanksgiving break in my little SLC mountain town:

Thanksgiving break, home in Colorado:
1. Tiny Brother
2. 7th Drunksgiving with my oldest friends
[I stole this from Noonii]
5. [sort of] annual Nathaniel Rateliff and Denver bands show at The Gothic

6. I think "home" has replaced "love" as my favorite word. Sitting by the fire outside with my brother and my cousin, my first real friends, sitting on the floor of my best friends' house drinking whiskey doing nothing laughing, Nathaniel's music, my nostalgia for freezing winters spent alone in Denver wandering the city on foot listening to The Wheel's Desire and Dissolving Men, love.

Post Thanksgiving break back in my Twilight Zone of a life in Utah where a friend gave me this little owl, thus rescuing me temporarily from this terrible week where PhD apps, grading, seminar papers, and SLC's suffocating inversion converge:

Exactly 2 weeks left.