Confessions of a Human Nerve Ending

Continuing in the tradition, I am posting from the third floor in Kim Nuzzo's townhouse in Aspen. I scheduled to read at Zele's Cafe this evening. I drove up from ABQ, 7 quick hours due north and right into the heart of the mountains, culminating with this spectacular climb up Independence pass. I hang out with Kim, meet his wife and daughter, and go watch the tail end of a little league hockey game. I've never been to a hockey game and it was entertaining as hell. Fast paced, crazy reckless, "where did they learn to skate like that at 12 years old." But, thinking checking out the Scorps (our minor league hockey game) may be worth some time. Kim was there supporting a friend's son. Kim, who I met last March at the Colorado Performance Poetry Festival (Sparrows) is certainly one of the nicest people I've ever met. Unpretentious, a great listener (in fact I did most of the talking-no surprise here). Aspen, Colorado, Stunning, beautiful, typical Colorad...

Flew in yesterday for the 2007 EC Retreat: Henry, Steve, Maria, Delrica, Rachel, Scott, Erik, and Bob getting together to talk slam. Watched some archival video from the early years, slam circa 1987 & 91. Henry had transferred some early footage. Watched Lisa Buscani versus Patricia Smith. It was great.