These days I'm watching The Office Season 8 and Silicon Valley Season 5.
Previously did all seasons 1-4 of Silicon Valley and recently got around to Seasons 1 and 2 of The Office
(which introduced me to Dwight Shrute/Shroot and for God's sake isn't it crazy how we have these self-appointed police characters in offices, and what is WRONG with them loool?)
but now with Season 8 I'm thinking more that this is silly - sillier, funny, nicely done, with what a cute romance in there with Pam and Jim, ohmyGod and maybe I should get more episodes.
According to IMDb, this series ran from 2005-2013 with 9 Seasons, 188 episodes. I do remember parts of the show from around 2007 - Steve Carell's 'candid interviews' would pop up on TV - but I never really watched then. I'm enjoying the adventure now. I'm also enjoying Silicon Valley, as always.
And maybe all of this counts as research for my next collection of poems because last year I'd looked at a draft of this year's collection and thought it really sucked - at least that it was not fabulous yet - and so more or less everything this year has been research;
and even though I haven't looked at it since maybe November, I'm reworking the title at least and now seeing how all this nonsense I'm watching forms prep work for the rework of the poems.
Also muse-ing for the next collection are the people I've known and the places we've been - so thank you.
Previous titles for this book - Red Light / redlight, Big Town, maybe even A.I., but now I'm considering H.R., so you know what it's going to be about - something about urban life and work life and these buzzy busy marketplaces that we travel through and that poets usually dislike and so I will dislike them too but also I will be a bit of a journalist withholding judgement in the exposition/observation of our cities and our habits and hopefully I'll be a bit of a sage too with some actual prescription or something.
I still don't have the right title, right?
But usually I won't work until I have the workspace and - I don't know how to explain, but my Plan B or C is to move to a cheap-ass semi-rural hotel/motel/potel for a month or two. I never tell my Plan A ;)
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