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A group of whales is called a pod.
A group of sharks is called a shiver.
A group of alligators is called a congregation.
A group of cheetahs is called a coalition.
A group of clams is called a bed.
A group of cranes is called a siege.
A group of eels is called a swarm.
A group of zebra is called […]

This morning it took a long time for my brain to wake up. Around 12:oo I realized that I hadn’t had any coffee, or caffeine of any kind, yet. I popped over to my brother’s for a nice, fresh cup. Later my winamp playlist randomly selected Greg Brown’s song “Good Morning Coffee.”
I […]

Today I saw X-Men: The Last Stand with my friend Diana. We didn’t see it earlier because Diana hadn’t seen X-Men I or II yet. We had a mini-marathon over the weekend, so she could catch up with all the narrative nuances. She thought the first two films were terrific and couldn’t […]

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Today my friend Jared texted me with this message: “Rocky is the 4th most inspirational movie of all time.” To which I replied, “Huh?” (I replied in my head though, because text messaging can be quite costly. You can’t just text people willy nilly. Unless you’re Paris Hilton.) Later I […]

Perhaps you’ve already forgotten my earlier post about robots. Perhaps you’ve grown complacent, and you sit at home enjoying your personal technology (mp3 player, PDA, portable DVD player, myspace) in blissful ignorance.
Wake up, my friends. The robot army approaches.

The latest issue of US Weekly contained a mildly disturbing statistic. Viewers cast 63.5 million votes (2 million more votes than George W. Bush received in the last election) for American Idol winner Taylor Hicks during the show’s season finale.
It’s true that American Idol allows you to vote for your favorite candidate more than […]

I am quite excited about the upcoming issue of Gargoyle where my poem “50,000,000 Elvis Fans Can’t Be Wrong” will appear.

I believe in kindred spirits, but it’s sometimes eerie to discover how much you have in common with a person. Chicago-based poet Kristy Bowen and I share a similar writing (and reading) aesthetic. We both independently wrote a series of carnival poems; she published two of mine (“Requiem for a Sideshow Attraction” and […]