Friday, April 23, 2010
Enter Joe Goosey
"Hey Matt. Funks occur. Three hangovers in four days ain't bad. I had a massive one last week that set me back about a full business week. Katie had to come find me on the side of a main road eating an omelet with my hands."
Happy to announce Joseph Goosey is coming on as poetry editor for Thieves Jargon. I've been a big fan of his work for a while now (city-kid imagery mixed with self-awareness and longing), and I think he's only going to get better moving forward. If he can identify poetry that's somewhere in the same neighborhood of interesting as the poetry he writes, we should be in good shape.
Viva le Goose!
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Joseph Goosey will make an excellent poetry editor in my opinion! hot damn! i am excited to hear this! double thumbs-up from Brian the Zygote bastard!
What is this some kind of prep school for poetry editors? Sign them up, put them through the 3 month course, and send them off. DiGangi must be the superintendent from hell.
Fugate, good to hear from you, man! How's things in Zygote land?
Mather, you're just silly.
That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
Did you guys listen to this: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/karl-koweski
talk to us matt.
i liked tech rape. felt like a rap, and usually that sort of thing is embarassing. didn't quite dig the carl daniels or whatever piece. i didn't get it. it was about a penis or something
I like to think that after all of humanity has crumbled away and new intelligence evolves and gets into archaeology, all that will be left is Carl Miller Daniels poems. Somehow, they survive.
Our future investigators will have a lot of thinking to do about mankind and its 'big dicked boys'. 'Is that why they died out?' they will ask themselves. 'Were they like the sabertooth tigers? Did their members get so large and unwieldy that they couldn't haul them around anymore? was it hard for them to run away from predators with their constantly erect mammoth phalli?'
that's retarded.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_Elk
you don't mean saber tooth tigers. you mean irish elk.
is that what these carl d. poems are about? maybe they are awesome. but i don't give a shit. they don't speak to me and maybe that's fine. maybe they speak to a whole shit ton of other people and that's great. but to say they will last after all is said and done is pretty laughable. haw! spencer, you know better. you're the king of rational. these carl poems are mediocre at best. keep up the medicine cabinet.
Wow, I never heard of Goosey until this site and then just yesterday some guy named Misener from Clutches at Straws sent me the video of Goosey reading a poem naked. http://www.vimeo.com/12141387
All I can say is, yes SIR!
3 months is plenty of time to learn the ropes and get on out there to the factory floor.
I like this Goosey guy's poem. Plus, his dick is bigger than mine was at the time I was poetry ed. So that's progress.
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