Take note:
1. Smart Boy requests that I send him music.
2. Smart Boy then listens to every song, taking note of structure, possible connections between songs and why and how each song may have captured my ear/heart.
and as if that weren't enough to lay me out...
3. Smart Boy sends me a poem that includes the words, "my head exploded" to describe his listening experience. The poem has a RUBRIC (!!!!!) on how to unlock the layered meaning.
Excuse me, Smart Boy, but I'm pretty sure I'm the one with the exploding head.
8 comments:
Smart Boy definitely sounds pretty dreamy. Seems to me he should be the one with the crush: here's hoping.
I sense a crush up in your future. Can I make it a noun?
let's make Smartboy a verb! You just got smartboyed!!!
kaRyn...it appears that you are back in PA? when did you return? thanks for checking out my blog. i appreciate it. JON
Can my head explode for you? Holy effing crap. I have to go look up Rubric now, otherwise I'd stay and say more imposing and excessively giddy things for/about you.
And when does Smartboy get to read about himself on your Smartblog?
Ooh, ooh, tell us more!
Does he wear braces?
What's he do?
[Please tell us he gave up a cushy government job, to work with sock puppets.]
Does he chew with his mouth open?
Do you need help with research?
What's his SSN and birthdate?
Spill it!
Dear Adri-
Only time and stalking will tell.
Dear Ansley-
YES! YES! YES! a noun is in order!
Dear Ram-
I trust your creationing instincts. proceed.
Dear Jon-
Nope! still in Korea. PA came to visit ME!
Dear Red Pen-
email me.
dear Boskercks-
You had me at dilapidated and UN-alaska but I still like "the Cassion Song" better.
And of COURSE he plays with puppets. I wouldn't have a crush if it weren't so.
FROM THE HALLS OF MONTEZUMA!
NB
Ninny, such boys don't exist. I think this "person" might be some sort of post-traumatic post-Christmas I-can't-believe-Santa-doesn't-exist delusion.
And if he's not imaginary, stop blogging and start chasing.
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