MSU changed its website this morning. Now, it displays the apparent ugliness of our school and a change of mascots from the lesser-respected Sparty to the professors of this institution and, of course, the god-being that is Tom Izzo.
http://www.msu.edu/

Come to the Frontier Ruckus show Tuesday, February 28th at 8:00 at the Temple Club. Arrange rides using the blogger comments under this post! Also, it costs money. $7?

I just got back from the there's Stars in your Bones concert. I played the saw mostly and it went well, importantly. I'm glad it's over: those rehearsals this week, though fun, were eating up my life. Taaja and Seth came to see the concert, they weren't too bored.

And Ben called this morning from somwhere, it was great.

Also, I need money and or stamps to send him a couple american items. If you'd like to donate you can reach me at:

nicholsz@msu.edu

You will recieve a poem written about the topic of your choice for just $1.25 and an song (with MP3) for $2.50.

So much creative stuff to do! Last night, I locked myself in a practice room and didn't come out until I had a song. There were daybirds peaking beyond the dormroofs by that time! Tweet! The guitar tuning I used was AAABBB! It sounds Indian, but it's a song about the Old Order of Mennonites!

Ma's horse-drawn McCormick reaper, that hand-me-down sickle keeper,
"it dragged him" my father's yellin', "for as far as, there's no tellin'" and so on.

Yeah, I knew I'd write about my Kansas cousins someday. Speaking of that side of the family, my Pa's engaged to Karen, his girlfriend for a while now. I'll looking to pick up a lot of steps. 39?

So today I was quail hunting and... just kidding. ha.

I'm translating one of my haiku from an american one to a british one. Don't forget to use a british accent.

vibrating mobiles
in ecology lecture
croaking pocket frogs

laters

Yeah, poetry. I wrote 12 haiku and one or two worked like they're supposed to. I was happy with myself. Also, I've been writing songs and short stories. This semester is great at forcing me to be creative. You should try one like mine sometime.

Here's the haiku that wakoski and natalie liked best:

vibrating cell phones
in ecology lecture--
croaking pocket frogs

Here's the poem that randal, my friend from that class and songwriting, liked best:

shipwreck survivors
bobbing in the water white
a balanced breakfast

Some other people liked this one:

green yellow brown black
they don't last too long, do they,
banana seasons?