…will be spent reading Edward Bellamy’s Looking Backward: 2000- 1887. Tomorrow night the rockstar and I are going to the late showing of Three…Extremes at the RPL–or that’s the plan so far. We are to do a review of a movie for Contemporary Film and this one looks like a movie(s) I might not otherwise see. At least it doesn’t look boring. I’m also doing a small review of “Cockaigne“, the satirical poem about the land of excess, and for good measure, trying to start some papers that are due in Feburary. I’m trying to get as much accomplished as possible before I exit this confined urban state, abandon–at least for 2 weeks– the ivory tower, the excess of city-built sky and replace it with snow cones and a prairie-colony sky that stretches with the whim’s eye, horizontal blinking captured in each rise and fall of my pen.