« on: August 10, 2009, 10:13:30 PM »
1] being a part of one surely must have been one of the hottest bouts in all of the national poetry slam this year, and doing our best to not just compete with our fellow teams from dallas, ft. worth, and minneapolis, but to elevate the entire event with our love and energy. what a joy that whole show was, especially gathering at the beginning to give love for our temporarily fallen sister, amy weaver, and chanting, "for amy!" before the show.
2] seeing the different reactions to my absurdly voluminious prop violation, err, i mean beard. dudes in general gave mad props, especially young white dudes, but girls for the most part just kinda went ewww... although black girls tended to want to touch it and smell it and rub their faces on it. so many different reactions to the same beard, although pretty much the same reaction was garnered to the idea of having a zip-lock baggie holding snips of said beard... yeah... most people just held up their hands like they didn't wanna get any of it on them.
3] respectables, the home of the most unfunniest comedy open mic and the unsexiest erotic showcase of pretty much all time. what about that room seemed to suck the very life out of everything that happened within its walls?
4] fucking whoopeecat in the hot tub in front of everyone was kinda awesome, especially when j. bradley got out his quad-dildo called "group piece" and started yelling SHA-CLACK-CLACK at the top of his lungs.
5] looking over the huge crowd at finals and thinking, "well, lookie there... look at what we did..."
6] the mad love the local press gave us, which was really cool. i don't think we've had better media coverage since chicago 1999 and austin 1998.
7] finding myself sitting at the edge of the jacuzzi with danny solis and henry sampson and talking about "the old days" then realizing "holy shit i'm sitting with the old men of slam and talking about the old days!" then looking around at all the apple-cheeked half-nekkid kids filling the pool... then sighing... and realizing i was exactly where i needed to be.
8] just being able to wander hallways, wander city streets, wander random sidewalks, and being able to see someone i knew every moment of every day. so wonderful to be surrounded by such family.
9] my teammates rocked, and i am really glad i picked this year to come out of slamtirement. next year, though, i wanna go back to hosting again. fuck being on a team, dude, it's too damned stressful! i wanna just be a host again!
10] being challenged by some random drunk poet on a line from a poem i read, rolling my eyes at him and getting really annoyed, then forcing myself to work through it with him and ending up re-writing the line and making it way better than it had been. i totally surprised myself and didn't know i had it in me.