Sick

Don't know from what, but it happened sometime while going in and out of the air conditioning at UTSA. I helped Noe move some things into his dorm, and wished him luck [and crossed my fingers].
But this post is about listening to the Wild 104 [the valleys ultimate Hip Hop and R&B station]where they had a guest interpreting dreams. Talk about coincidence, they chose to interpret a dream where a man is helping someone escape from a tiger/lion but as a result are also chased by a feline [but never caught]. I had this same dream some time ago, and posted it on here, not sure of date. Anyways, the dream was interpreted as feline=female, and the chasing is interpreted as anxiety caused possibly by criticism from the female.So, the male tries to escape the females criticism....ah, so funny.

It got me thinking about lines for a poem.

Dial-a-
curandera
on the radio
for remedies
on your spouse
some powder
on his pillow
for eternal,
unbreakable
love, a humming
bird wrapped
in red string.

dial on
the radio
because her
blue house
chips
are now ashes
smothered

Cloudy Skies

In my office. It's just me, i figure. At least it's encouraging the writing a bit more. I thought more about -ismos and I created a prototype font. Nothing fancy, just checking out which look appropriate. I think i can give it a shot. Even if i fail, it will be worth it. So the first step is to create a small mission statement and explanation of what -ismos represents. Although, I don't expect to represent simply one idea, perhaps it will be made up of numerous beliefs from the area. After that I can start creating some fliers and passing them around town and also the outskirts. I'll try the viral concept also: a small half-sheet should be fine. I can do this during work, no chance of rain today.

Oh, I have to write a poem/memoir for an upcoming contest: "An account of the personal experiences of an author."

Some people say they can remember
age 4 and their first birthday party.
I think my first memories are teen
years, the rest is just some fuzzy
picture my mother keeps. Me one
year old, an early birthday cake,
and then i began my teen years.
I remember one time going to the zoo,
my sister running away from home,
walking the canals, shooting at
beer bottles. the police:
domestic disturbance, snakes
on a twig in a dried lake,
a pregnancy scare, maybe twice.
It wasn't all bad, but that's what
I remember the most.

[sounds like a start...didn't want it to be all gloomy, so put in some good memories. I need to make them stand out more]

Frustration

With everything again. I'm starting to think it's not the people around me. lol Sometimes I expect too much, then when I get more than I expect, I'm left unhappy because it didn't come soon enough. Hopefully this comes all from being unable to write more when I actually want to. Part of that might be changing jobs. Even though advising college students is fun, meaning dealing with students that overachieve, are lazy, don't care, and have daydreams as goals, I want more time to write. Actually, I want more time to publish others. The MFA will do me some good in getting at least a bit of credibility, but if I can help others by creating a small magazine/journal, I will be happier. That's my daydream. I have been thinking about something similar to one I was part of during my Juvenile detention Volunteering days. Except this one is geared to kids BEFORE they get there. lol. Same concept though...don't glorify violence, gangs, drugs, etc. Probably shouldn't be just aimed at youngsters though. But i'm barely in my daydreaming stage. Want to suggest a title? Some possibilities: Mexcla (I just found a Mezcla magazine from UNC,and Unofficial. So those are my two choices so far. I'm working on it, but I'm sure i don't want a name like Mi Barrio, or Colonia-ismos...although I kinda like the sound of the "-ismos". Did some online research [everything is online, right? lol] and found one entry for Ismo magazine, which "Last ISMO update was 15 Aug 1999". Sounds good to me. I like -ismos. According to Wikcionario, this is one meaning of -ismo

Sufijo formativo de sustantivos abstractos que denota algún tipo de doctrina, tendencia, teoría o sistema
Ejemplos: budismo, cubismo, cantonalismo, comunismo, socialismo, capitalismo

I'm liking this. Thanks for going through this thought process with me.

Different Subject:

Just fell onto this article. Here's a snip.

"Timberlake and Rhys surveyed more than 2,100 Ohioans about their attitudes toward four groups: Europeans, Asians, Middle Easterners and Latinos, specifically asking them about each group's intelligence, income levels, self-sufficiency, ability to assimilate, and proclivity toward violence. The results were often surprising - and often not. (Read about a new Asian-American stereotype in TIME'S 1987 cover story.)


Uniformly, Asians finished first in the wealth, intelligence and self-sufficiency categories, followed by Europeans and Middle Easterners, with Latinos finishing last. Asians fell a notch, to second, in willingness to assimilate, with Europeans taking the top spot. When it came to violence, the order was reversed: Latinos on top, then Middle Easterners, then Europeans and Asians.


"In some respects, this was exactly what we expected," says Timberlake. The stereotype of wealthy, studious Asians and ready-to-fit-in Europeans has been fixed in the public mind for years now, and endures even in homogenous communities in which the need for real assimilation ended long ago."

original link: http://news.yahoo.com/s/time/20090812/hl_time/08599191576800

Que Gachos! [will not insert a joke about being violent in order to reverse their views]

Last Note

Aren't I an oxy-
stereotype,
un childless
chicano.

it's not just
the marriage clock
counting the months

soy yo
contando las ramas
del huisache

ensombrando
el carro, sobrinos,
ese gato vagabundo

que una noche
escuche con su gata
haciendo me burla

Bad Moods

Bad way to start the morning. But that's how it started. Angry for no reason, looking for an argument. By lunch time it passed and a few minutes ago it got so much better. I was advising a student who is working with Mujeres Unidas [It is the Mission of Women Together to provide shelter and programs for women, men and children who are victims of domestic violence and sexual assault].Excellent program, but the point is that she booked an entertainer [announced, but tickets yet to be sold] for a benefit concert. The entertainer: Saul Williams. Saul Williams is awesome. "You Tube" him. Great music and poetry. Here is the flier. I have seen him perform before and I am excited. Bad days can end well. Remember.

Love for Sale

Is it right or wrong?

I'm watching Cowboy del Amor. Here is the premise: a matchmaker unites American men with Mexican women. I know it's wrong. But there's something about it that makes sense. Is it that different than meeting someone at a bar or an online site? Perhaps I'm not looking at the big picture. A man pays to meet a Mexican woman. Is it different than a man paying to meet an American women. In some ways. I know some people will say it is taking advantage of a poor area, especially considering Cuidad Juarez and its crime against women. Then others will say it is of the women's own free will. Is there a right here? Hidden intentions, secrets? It's smart business for sure. People have been as foolish in Las Vegas, but maybe it seems the money makes it wrong: the profit.

I haven't been writing as much as I should be. I'm kinda lounging around letting myself get bored and distracted. I will get my act straight. Soon.

Dos Mujeres, Cuantos Caminos?

Another one of my found pictures. A Polaroid picked up while walking Sprocket on Linares street. I have a bad habit of picking up random objects. I like this picture because my best guess is sisters. But maybe that's a bad guess. La chica standing up reminds me of a lot of girls around here with the dark lipstick, the pose un poco coqueta, hoop earrings, long red nails. She would fit well en la colonia. La sentada gives off a similar vibe, but toned down. Still the hoop earrings, no nail polish, lighter lipstick, and the smile. The optimism. She gives herself a chance.

Santa is Santa, even in the colonia.

Doesn't remind me of my sisters much. now that is. but maybe if i go back to some older pictures they have a similar pose. una la coqueta, la otra sonriando. That's the way the rest of their lives go. En la misma manera que la foto.

wow

It's a boring day at work, with only a few students advised and I haven't felt like writing in blog. Lacking that motivation to say much about myself. So I was looking through other blogs on blogspot and it's funny to see some of the subjects. I love writing but i'm sure other people don't find it as awesome. So i'm looking through and some people are completely dedicated to knitting, polishing their nails, and publishing stories of LDS (which i figured to be Latter Day Saints). Half of these are in languages i don't know, and naturally if i see something that has a few Spanish words but can't read the rest, I call it Portuguese. and by my estimates, lots of Portuguese bloggers.
at the same time it makes me feel lost, but comfortable. I like seclusion sometime for the comfort. anyways, i thought these were interesting/great/strange.

http://sealdekker.blogspot.com/ : These are some hardcore photography parents.

http://williamtritter.blogspot.com/ : Talk about the opposite of inactive.

http://martapinasolamente.blogspot.com/ : about some art