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Thursday, December 05, 2002

eEckerd college is a funny place. I ate lunch here. There are all these young people. Some of them are huge. I guess the athletics program has become much more important. The Pub as they call it is bigger than when I worked there. I think they serve beer now too. More like when we went to hear Allen Ginsburg read in his stentatorial nasal voice. or that celtoid band that replaced the Hammered dulcimer with a vibraphonist and a new guitarist so it was just the penny whistling singer, and two folks with an entirely unfamiliar repetoir backing her.
They have TV all over the place and the campus Fiber optic network is fully on line so you can answer E-mail while you eat Pizza. I guess they were losing bussiness to the local coffee shops. They have open mike and poetry slams and cool bands play too. Why was the place such a hole when i went there? Oh that's right Peter Armacost. No doubt he will do wonders for the Pakistani education system and steal millions from them too.
Last night i went to Graving class at The Art Center. tonight, open casting studio. When do i work on thesis? This could be it. Apparently journal entries will now pass for a thesis in creative writing. What would Anais Nin think?

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