John Paul Jones - Bass
David Grohl - Drums
Josh Homme - Guitar
Could this band of all stars be good?
I Survived Swine Flu
Apparently, I've had Swine Flu. Obviously, I survived.
Aquiles, Lee, and I all got sick after the ball game on Sunday night. I didn't go to the hospital. I felt like I should at one point, but then fell asleep. Sogee thought I was being a hypochondriac because I misdiagnosed gastritis last year and thought I was having a heart attack, so she just went to the other room to watch French movies while I coughed and hacked my way through the night.
"I think I am going to die," I told her.
"Okay," she said and turned up the volume on her movie. "You'll be fine."
Later, after Aquiles called from the hospital, and the whole possibility of death dawned on Sogee, she finally uttered an "Oh, Baby!" and coddled me for a moment. That was worth the swine flu, I think. There's nothing like people thinking you're a hypochondriac, when, in fact, you are far from it.
Anyway, I am now supposed to keep on my lonesome for a while. It's been almost a week, but I figure a few more days rest. Oh, and yes, I had to reschedule my GRE exam. I take it now on the 20th. I'll let ya'll know how it goes. I think it'll be okay. I'm hoping for above average. We'll see what I can muster.
FYI - I made a painting last week called "The Making of Swine Flu." I never thought it would be so prophetic.
"You should make one called 'USC'," Sogee told me.
"Maybe, I will. Painting your dreams is never a bad idea."
TIPS ON SURVIVAL*
- Drink a glass of water every hour.
- 1 Umcka Cold + Flu chewable each hour
- 1 Extreme Tylenol Cold each hour
- Rinse with Listerine mouthwash every hour
- Sleep as much as possible
- Put bags of ice on head and neck to keep fever down
* I am not a trained physician. This is simply how my body survived. If you have symptoms, I would go to emergency care immediately.
Cold Be Gone
I am getting a touch of a cold. That does not make me happy. I have to take this GRE exam in a couple days. I'm hoping I can put it to rest with a vial of Airborne and lots of fluids. We'll see if I can muster up some He Man strength. Who knows? I might just put this cold into the dust like Skeletor. Actually, I like that expression. I will use it a lot from here on out.
Phillies Beat Rockies, 5-4
Aquiles invited me to see a post season baseball game at Coors Field yesterday. Rockies vs. Phillies. I was excited.
I was going to root for the Phillies, but I was told that I needed to root for where I was currently living, so I cheered for the Rockies. It was fun. I drank cocoa, ate a hot dog, and bought a hat that said, "Colorado Rockies Post Season 2009."
I probably would have bought two hats if it weren't for Lee. He was a very warm person to sit next to. We snuggled the whole game.
"You're lucky," he would tell me. "I am a human heater. You got the best seat in the house."
"Yup," I agreed with him. "Now I just need a beard."
"Oh yeah!" Lee agreed back. "Look at this beaver on my face. You got to get one. At least for the winter. You can shave in April."
"Okay," I said.
I started growing my beard right after the Phillies won the game 5-4. I decided I could go to another game next season when it's warmer and the beard I just started growing would be gone. That might be just what the doctor ordered.
Chang, Everett, & Fanatic!
Victoria Chang talks about what makes a good poetry manuscript and what doesn't.
I am reading Percival Everett's I Am Not Sidney Poitier. I like the dream sequences very much. I like that the author forms a character with you from birth and then puts him into impossible situations. It flows very nicely. Elements can definitely be taken as satire, but the world is so convincingly told that it seems like reality. It's similar to Spinal Tap for me. I was about ready to cry after I saw that film, since it was so close to my life touring with a band. ...Not Sidney Poitier has had a similar effect on me. Every time the main character gets pulled over for being black, or ventures outside of Atlanta, I get flashes of myself in the character's exact same predicament. Even from the perspective of his name being as complicated as "Not Sidney." (You have no idea how many times a name like "Pirooz" could cause trouble in a first meeting. "What is it exactly? P what? Is it hot in Iran?")
I will finish Poitier and start on Glyph today. More of Percival's books are on their way from Graywolf. Who knows? Maybe, Percival will be willing to chat with me about funny names and American strangeness.
I will go see the Rockies play the Phillies today in Denver. I am excited. I have not seen a baseball game since I saw the Dodgers play in 2006. This will also be the first baseball game I've attended since I've come back to the United States. Everyone is telling me to dress warm. I just hope I get to shake hands with the Philly Fanatic!
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