Engine Orange

Debra Iversen Yardboro (1929–2005)

Woke up this morning to my cell phone ringing, it’s my mom telling me her former mother-in-law died yesterday evening. Weird that my dad wasn’t the one to tell me; then again he’s never been good at communicating heavy stuff like this long-distance. I sort of knew it: I felt it as we drove to […]

9/16

Consequently, all I did Monday after class was flop around in bed like a deprest fish. Tuesday & Wednesday both turned out to be great nights for practicing. I was creative, intuitive, and perceived ideas with absolute clarity. In other words—I had a hydrocodone and a beer and plenty o’weed, and I felt fucking GREAT. […]

9/12

Friday after classes were done I ate some strange salad at lunch and felt ill, so I decided to take a nap and “sleep it off.” I don’t think it workt. To be honest I don’t think I was able to sleep it off all weekend. That evening around 5pm, Sean & I ate dinner […]

August: Foolproof

So I’ve been taskt with filling you in on some of the background details for August Fools like how Jude and Ceejay and I wound up playing together. But first let me clarify—I do not have hypergraphia and I don’t spend all day compulsively writing things down, that’s just what Jude says because of my […]

9/11

I am too tired to explain everything. However: I’ve given Sean authorship privileges for this blog; he has hypergraphia and compulsively writes all day anyway, might as well let him take over when I get swampt like this. I will continue to title my posts using the month/day format. His posts will be titled whatever […]

9/6

Jordan came and tript on campus Friday afternoon. I felt like a jerk because I was so tired and irritable and sober, I was afraid I’d bring him down. Sean was already feeling down because news from home said his beloved sun conure Naranja had died. We lookt for parties but none seemed friendly; ended […]

9/2

Ah, September—Fall ain’t far away now. Can’t wait for this humidity to be gone. I also suffer from reverse seasonal affective disorder; I tend to get deprest in the summer if I’m not careful. Shorter days & better moods ahead tho. Some things that are on my mind: the sociology of this school, how it’s […]

8/30

Stormy weekend and beginning of this week. Saturday had less freshman orientation shit than Friday. In my UNash 1000 there are two “hardcore” kids, one from Madison & one from Gallatin. I will try and convert them to August Fools enthusiasts. They sit there and talk about breakdowns and how well certain singers scream and […]

8/26

Today containd a bunch of BS orientation activities. We woke up early and each went to our UNash 1000 classes. Mine had been consolidated with some others, so I only had to walk over to the Wyatt Center next door, room 210, but Sean had to hoof it clear to Kirkland Hall. All day it […]

8/25

Moved into the dormitories at the University of Nashville, Peabody Campus, Davidson County, Middle Tennessee. Killebrew Hall, one block north of Wedgewood & 20th and arranged with two other motel-style dorms in a broken “U” shape around a parking lot and some trees, room 314. Five floors, technically co-ed, but with girls on one side […]