Last night Amish and I watched the video music awards on MTV.  Amish is a poet in the mfa program.  He kept calling the lady in the neck brace, “Radio Gaga.”

Amish is from Iowa.  He’s the first person I met in the MFA program.  We met on the internet.  We emailed each other and said things like, “I’m not sure Providence is a real place.”  For a while I wasn’t sure if Amish was a real person.  It turns out he is.  It turns out he’s a nice guy.  He recently increased my internet presence.  He also gave me a ride home after the party at Brian Evenson’s house.  Still, despite Amish’s nice qualities I kind of wish neither of us existed.  I like the idea of us being two computers.   I’m pretty sure computers don’t have legs.  One day MFA programs will be nothing but five computers stacked on top of each other in a closet.

I would not be surprised if MTV is nothing more than a warehouse of computers in ten years.  Hopefully, one of these computers will have weird symbols shaved in its monitor and date a bald computer and then steal the microphone from a little girl.  A computer like this would make laser sounds if it could walk.  A lot of other computers would probably boo this computer when it talked.  The P Diddy computer would probably look pissed and think, “I never have fun anymore.  Someone please manually reboot me.”