Upstate…

…at Bard at last. It’s time for my annual four week long teaching stint in the MFA program here. Yesterday was a long wrangle of packing and taking care of the house, capped by a drive courtesy of Phil Montana, a friend who with his bf Avram runs two cool businesses: Gold Goat and a new company where they sell among other things, “Dirty Linens” which are bed sheets featuring a design of Tom of Finland toile. Phil and I left the city by 4pm and sat in traffic on the BQE for a bout and hour and a half. But through it all he was amiable. I feel like I’ve brought too much stuff – in the name of efficency and having a system, it feels like my Bard kit has ballooned. But I have to say when I look around the room, everything is kind of right and comfortable, so maybe that’s an empty misgiving.

The sumer program is an odd and at times exhilarating experience, One that I alternately dread and pine for. It’s a hot house atmosphere and emotions can sweep through the assembled community at a dizzying pace.

On the heels of Friday’s poker blowout at the apartment, I now see Bard as a plce where I am quite cut off from the people that I care about in New York, and adrift. There are plenty of interesting folks here and some very good friends, but it’s not quite the same.

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  1. I’m dying to know which room you’ve got in Gahagan — I spent my senior year living there, in an upstairs room…

    Thanks for the kind words and kinship earlier. Be safe in the hothouse.

  2. Hey, it’s 4 weeks and they need teachers like you. When we get back, maybe I’ll run into you in your “front yard”–I’ll be in brooklyn by then 🙂

  3. I’m in 202 -it’s where I stay every year – top floor, north end,on the corner. As long as I’ve stayed here I can’t get used to the slope of the ceiling in the bathroom, which I imagine was probably also a problem for you, being a tall person.

  4. Hey, it was good seeing you again! Sorry we couldn’t make the game; hope the smoking and poking went well (you’ll get me doing both yet).

    Good luck with Bard. I tend to fall into the Zsa Zsa category of packing myself, ultimately more for comfort’s sake than utility.

    See you when you get back?

  5. I’m in 202 -it’s where I stay every year – top floor, north end,on the corner. As long as I’ve stayed here I can’t get used to the slope of the ceiling in the bathroom, which I imagine was probably also a problem for you, being a tall person.

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