Supposed to write poems tonight, amongst other longer term projects that need starting. Wednesday is the creative writing award thingy--I'm not feeling too lucky, but I know somebody that I know will win. In Anthropology class, we've been learning how ethnographers immerse themselves in other people's culture. Sometimes all it takes is some time and a gift to be recognised as a good person, sometimes it takes more. One of my profs, a cultural anthropologist, during his field reaserch in a small village on hudson bay, was making no progress because nobody would talk to him--until he helped them bring boats ashore during a storm, which is nice.