So! My good po-biz news is this: the excellent web-mag Typo has accepted one of my poems. I am very proud indeed to have a poem appear in such a kick-ass journal.
In other news, I've shaven off my beard, mostly because it's time for a change. B is very wierded out. She keeps calling me "Stranger." This reminds me of a story I heard about my older cousin, who has had a beard since he was a teenager. Well, one day he said he might shave it off, and his kids said "No! Don't! We won't love you as much!" But I think he did, and everything worked out fine. His kids' love for him grew by the day, is growing even now. Don't worry, B.
Also, check out the new issue of Octopus, which features only new poets--there's some good stuff there, and 8 tentacle-like poems by each.