Posts Tagged ‘poetry’

Things seem to be getting easier. While I’m still mildly hungry most of the time, Friday went a lot better than Thursday, at least as far as the detox went. It probably helped that I spent $35 at Go Raw Cafe on lunch for a few days, snacks and a smoothie. Seriously, their food is awesome, all raw, all vegan, all natural and creatively arranged in ways you would never expect to taste so amazing, but it is. Even if you think the idea of a raw “pizza” or “pasta” made only with veggies, fruits, nuts and seeds sounds gross, TRY IT. You’d be surprised what you can do with a little soaked almonds or rolled oats.

However, what did suck yesterday was my left eye, which has been kind of tender all week, but Friday morning I woke up with that eyelid a bit swollen. Thankfully, my eye doctor’s office got me in within an hour of calling. Turns out I had the beginning of a sty, caused by a blockage in any one of the 50 glands in our eyelids that produce the eye’s self-cleaning fluid. The doctor relived some of the pressure with a needle — and if you’ve never had a needle poked at your eye, I don’t recommend trying it — and sent me off with instructions to do a warm compress for 10-15 minutes each day. I did that last night, and the left eye seems to be better today, though I’m eschewing wearing my contacts for a while until it’s 100 percent. So, as my friend Mark pointed out at band practice today, I will continue looking like a ’60s college professor for a while longer.

Last night’s 10-year reunion of The Three Wise Guys (Geoff Carter, Gregory Crosby and Dayvid Figler) at the Griffin went pretty well. A huge crowd turned out to fill the bar’s back room, where Geoff read from his forthcoming novel, Gregory reminded us why his words are inscribed on the Poetry Bridge downtown, and Dayvid told a funny, touching and heartbreaking tale of his father’s final day on Christmas last year. It was great to see so many people who I hadn’t seen all together in almost 15 years in one room — and shockingly, we all seem to be relatively healthy and possibly better-looking than we were then. It was an honor to serve as the emcee for the event, even if I forgot to make proper announcements and my shtick was a little weak.

Today, Mark and I jammed with a potential new bass player for As Yet Unbroken. Our singer not being available, I had to “sing” while playing drums to set the timing of the songs. It was pretty disastrous. But the bassist is solid, has great gear, and seems like a swell guy, so hopefully we didn’t scare him off.

That’s all to report thus far. I have some comic business to take care of around here, and maybe a nap before heading to my pal Scott’s house to play Rock Band — sober. We’ll see how that goes.

Here’s yesterday’s menu, to the best of my memory:

• Breakfast: 1 small caro-bana smoothie from Go Raw (banana, carob, dates, tahini)
• Lunch: 1 half-order veggie wraps from Go Raw (pesto, almond “cheese”, tomato, sprouts, onions, cucumbers and carrots wrapped in collard greens) with their house slaw
• Afternoon snack: 1 piece raw “fudge” (I think these are mostly rolled oats, honey and carob — and they are the most awesome things ever)
• Dinner: 1 bowl homemade vegetable stew
• Evening snack: 1 piece raw “fudge” (couldn’t help myself), 1 gala apple, 1 cup “Dynamo” juice blend
• Beverages: Aside from the aforementioned stuff, just water, except for a few ounces of Naked “Super Food” juice blend

Not much to report about yesterday — and yes, that means you won’t have to read 600 words today. I didn’t end up going out to lunch. I don’t think I would have been much fun, nor had much fun watching a bunch of people eat stuff like bread and pasta. In theory, I could have ordered a plain salad, maybe with just oil and vinegar, but … I think it was better I didn’t.

We also put up our Christmas tree last night, a ritual which would have normally been commemorated with egg nog, hot chocolate, liquor and cookies or whatever. But while the girls indulged in cocoa, I obviously abstained. The tree got put up just fine, but I really kind of feel like a dud.

Tomorrow should be interesting. At the Griffin in downtown Las Vegas, three of my old (heh, old) pals, Geoff Carter, Gregory Crosby and Dayvid Figler, are bringing back their infamous holiday-themed spoken word nonsense known as “Three Wise Guys” for one night only. All fine poets (some finer than others), Carter, Crosby and Figler performed as “Three Wise Guys” from 1995 to 1999, so this would make this the 10th anniversary of the final performance. It’s kind of a *thing* for us Vegas culturistas, especially because Carter and Crosby have lived in far-off lands (Seattle and New York, respectively) for quite a few years now. Allegedly, I’m to be emceeing this shindig, at a bar, without drinking. In the midst of Detox Week. So, that should be good, right? It all goes down at 7 p.m. if you want to come by. And you should. Hopefully I won’t feel like a dud then, too.

And that’s about that. My band may or may not be auditioning a new bass player this weekend, so you may hear about that. Or not. But you kids are here for the Detox Week madness, right? So let’s look at yesterday’s menu, shall we?

• Breakfast: 1 banana, 1 apple, 1 cup “Dynamo” juice blend
• Morning snack: 1 peanut butter cookie Larabar (nom nom nom)
• Lunch: 1 bowl homemade vegetable stew (all gone now)
• Throughout day: A few handfuls of raw sunflower meats
• Dinner: 1 can Amy’s Organic Lentil Vegetable soup (I can’t get enough!)
• Beverages: Water all day, plus about a few ounces each of Trader Joe’s “Green Protein” juice blend and Naked “Super Food” juice blend.

That was a pretty light day, looking back. I don’t expect today to be much heavier though. Tomorrow, I’m considering treating myself to a trip to Go Raw, a tasty vegan/raw cafe. Haven’t been there in a few years — it should be good.