I miss him
Posted by myg
I see him, yeah. In the flesh even.
But it’s high November now and I still miss him. And I miss him posting here at M is for Myg.
The illustrious Professor Burgess popped into the anti-Monday jam last night, which kicked some serious tail folks. I have no idea who all those transgressors were, but they sure know how to dance. Lots of new folks, a la Esteban, in our little hole in the town last night and that was a nice surprise.
Burgess did show at around 8:30 SLT and even played a mini-set after Esteban stopped. I miss him even still because we’re both working our arses to the bone these days and our play time is usually constrained to the vital act of entertaining our 7 month old lab puppy. Good boy. Down boy.
Ask yourself now, have you ever wondered what the real Alexander Burgess might be like? Well, look no further than the latest JH Report, coming at you from the hotbed of Verbal Stew. Burgess makes an appearance (in both avatar and voice) discussing his thoughts about the sorry state of education and revealing some startling insights about his teaching style. In case you’re interested, Burgess is slated to teach a Creative Writing class at KSU later in the term. But this is no role play, folks. The man really is a Creative Writing instructor, so if you dare to venture into his class, be prepared to actually write something.
In any case, it’d be swell to get him to write something for us here at M is for Myg again someday (wouldn’t it, Esteban?) If you feel the same, don’t be shy. Leave him a “Hey motherfucker” comment, right here. I’ll be sure he reads it.
Hey motherfucker! Am I first? Oops! I mean Hey Professor B, write something! kkthnxbai
Damn skippy. Motherfucker can’t be a writer if he don’t write shit.
Something like that?
Your affected colloquialisms are quite amusing. I’m writing tons of “shit;” I’m just not writing it *here*. Rest assured, I am reading, and will return to lay the prose upon you.
Dun dun dunnnnnnnn
hear hear,
write write,
here here
mother trucker.
After watching your interview with Hawks I thought to meself “boy am I glad I didn’t have a prof like that…taskmaster spelled here.”
My recollections of college involve…
1-campus radio
2-drinking the foam out of the cups I poured the beer into at various functions (why else would I volunteer?)
3-Er…that’s it.
and oh yeah…”cherchez les femmes”
I actually miss the both of you. *can’t wait till the puppy has grown up and you can start neglecting it because it’s not cute any longer*
Whoa, Professor B!
Don’t you know the core of the educational experience is *partying*??
We’ll miss you at the Extropia flag raising- I’ll send you a goody bag so you’ll have a flag to wave!
Isn’t it great to be loved, Burgess?
I miss my two favorite people also! Oh almost forgot………..Hey Motherfucker!!
Hey motherfucker! Write something dammit!
I’m resisting the urge to post “something dammit” after your comment, dandellion.
And the continued use of “motherfucker,” while funny, isn’t actually going to get you any closer to seeing your wishes fulfilled, no matter what Myg might lead you to believe. Remember, this is a woman who thinks a kick to the head is a negotiation technique.
Hey motherfucker, if you don’t want all of our conversations to start with “oh, so the other night when Myg and I were alone working late at Leviathan…” or “the other day when Myg and I were trapped in the elevator when we lost power and couldn’t reach you on her mobile…” or “I mean she even cooks me pancakes and Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches…”
Well, then… get your ass back to writing stuff on this here blog here thing. So I can quit making up stories. That you’re not buying anyway.
Oh, if I give you back that L$5 I owe you, can I audit your Creative Writing class at KSU? I heard some fine ass babes go to that school… Oh! Or can you get me a janitorial position there? Cool, thanks bro.
You better go, dude, I think the puppy just chewed your laptop charger….
Listen, don’t let that motherfucker fool you. The man thrives on negative attention. For god’s sake, consider the woman he’s with.
The one that “thinks a kick to the head is a negotiation technique”?
er, that’d be me, right?
er, I guess so
Confess dear… what have you done to him? I am getting the picture of Alex being tied down to the chair and typing the previous comment with one finger released of the ropes…..
Late to the party once again . . .
OK, here’s my obligatory “Hey, motherfucker!”
Seriously, though, I didn’t know you taught creative writing, Alex. That’s awesome! It’s what I went to school for . . . and the reason it’s taken me several months to find a job
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