One of the possible poems to animate

New Folk
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I said Polk was dressed in Blues but hairier and hemped.
After "We acoustic banjo disciples!" Jebediah said, "When
and whereforth shall the bucolic blacks with good tempers
come to see us pluck as Elizabeth Cotton intended?"
We stole my Uncle Windchime's minivan, penned a simple
ballad about the drag of lovelessness and drove the end
of the chitlin' circuit to a joint skinny as a walk-in temple
where our new folk was not that new, but strengthened
by our twelve bar conviction. A month later, in pulled
a parade of well meaning alabaster post adolescents.
We noticed the sand-tanned and braless ones piled
in the ladder-backed front row with their boyfriends
first because beneath our twangor slept what I'll call
a hunger for the outlawable. One night J asked me when
sisters like Chapman would arrive. I shook my chin wool
then, and placed my hand over the guitar string's window
til it stilled. "When &e moon's black." I said. "Be faithful."

-- Terrance Hayes

CFP: Feminisms and Rhetorics

Feminisms and Rhetorics ought to be particularly splendid when hosted by the fine folks at Michigan State University in October 2009: cfp here.

starting to add interactivity to Flash

A basic script for moving the playback head in the timeline:

bird01.addEventListener(MouseEvent.MOUSE_OVER, myClickReaction01);

function myClickReaction01(e:MouseEvent):void {
bird01.gotoAndPlay(8);
}

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Mouse events you can track: CLICK, DOUBLE_CLICK, MOUSE_DOWN, MOUSE_LEAVE, MOUSE_MOVE, MOUSE_OUT, MOUSE_OVER, MOUSE_UP, MOUSE_WHEEL

XeyeX

Xtrees

Xone

my letter

X is sly, crossed over itself, hiding what's underneath, denying what's underneath.

And what's underneath is always something by someone else.

There is no essential core to X: it is always placed on top of that something else.

Even the X of X-ray: it is all about seeing through a surface, into something else.