684667 Retired Forever

So when Carlos and I were in college, there was bubbs. Bubbs was huge. It was before MySpace of Facebook or blogs or anything like that. bubbs stands for Biola University Bulletin Board System. Really primitive. I gotta be honest - when I say it out loud, I'm embarrassed by it. Say it. "Bubbs."

Anyway, on bubbs, you could post a resume. Not for a job or anything. It was basically a blank document that you could fill in with anything. Carlos' resume was great. He used it for all sorts of things. Things like his resume really helped him to start writing more seriously.

The thing about bubbs is that you have to sign in with your student ID number and a password. My student ID number is/was 684184. Closely related to this was Carlos' number at 684667. Easy for me to remember. Now when it came to password, it was fun to figure everybody's out (if you could) and write stuff on their resume that would embarrass them. Because if a girl liked you, she'd check what your resume said. And if your friends had written something on it, it was death. You wanted to be cool with your resume, not overly cheesy. You didn't want to sound too spiritual or too into your own poetry or something.

Carlos is kind of granola about some things. He liked his password just fine. At the time, his password was one key: the space bar. That's it. Just the spacebar. 6.8.4.6.6.7 - Spacebar. It was like he was asking for me to figure it out and mess with him.

And it was *right about that time* that Carlos-the-young-writer began composing some beautifully thought-provoking poetry from the heart. The great thing about Carlos' poetry is that it always rhymed, and the last sentence always, always interpreted the entire poem...like he was taking all the guess work right out of it.

And what's really fun about it is that Carlos didn't change his password for years. I was able to ghost-write poems as Carlos for a long time. He loved it and after awhile started adding bad poems too.

This last Christmas, Carlos was hired on at Biola. This resume must finally come down. But not without being preserved forever.

What we have below is the Collected Works of Carlos Antonio Delgado IV frozen forever. Happy 30th Carlos.


Carlos is my name -
And creative Writing
Is my GAmE.
I now live in Pittsburgh, learning how to be a writer-burgh that is. Here is a sampling of my very latest writing. fighting...with myself I am. You see, this is the freshest stuff i've got. I feel, as you might see, that i am at the top of my game. Why.
Question mark?
Nah...who needs them when you make up the rules like i do. I feel that i'm finally good enough to break all the rules. don't try this at home kids!
Speaking of kids, i just had one. and i want to dedicate this first poetry to my kid. Feel free to write me if you have any questions about writing. I teach. It's just what i do. I'm going to write about gender...a subtle, complex topic to write about. it's delicate to say the least. very nooanced. see if you can tell the gender of my child without me just coming right out and telling you. Gender is one of the hardest things in the world to write. (if you were paying attention, that last sentence was "male." Read it again.) I dedicate this poem to my child. Guess the gender.

What's the gender of my cHIld
In the belly of a whale, a long and shaft-like whale...eating cale the irish veggie
tales, the christian cartoon. so
soon? yes, television is our friend.
and you are my friend, buddy. we are
friends, and will fish
and hunt, and light fires and warm our toes
and our veggie tales.
and watch movies about war
and play video games where we beat people up
and play with dolls? well maybe not as much as watching Smalls
in the movie Sandlot which is about a bunch of BOYS playing baseball.
so glad to know yah
Boy or girl, who'd a known yah
be here so soon
crying, but not for long
because our gender doesn't cry in public
but we do enjoy sports and eating and are not as generally insecure as the other gender about our weight and other things like that
fat, piggy, piggy fat
on mommy's lap...but not for long
i will weane you and show you the ways of the world
so you will grow up strong
internally?
Jonah is my son and i can't wait to show him how to do guy stuff.

I took creative writing here at biola. what they t augh T ME was fantabulous. !
and to them i woe, or rather owe them a debt of greatful ness, grattitude, as well as thankfulness.
in the program here at biola, i learned some, but taught a lot. What i am currently working on in the following P Oetry is me playing with poetr Y. If you will notice...i play. This ism y playingfi eld off un and laugh ter and warmthandengend ering fun with mysl ef
idd oyu kwno tice?(did you notice)
you will notice that for this resumay and for this resumay only i have included the translation of some of the more difficult things to translate in parentheticals. please if you are very learned in poetry, dis reg ard them and enjoy the playin fields iwth (with) me and a friend. allow your mind, but mostly your heart to fly. (*for example, "with" in the paragraph above)
orwd pyla i call it. (word play)
how do you interperet this word play? easy.
Wait until the end of the poetry. quiet your heart. and then at the end, i usually try to unveil some secret about that poem. Put your poem cap on and come along for a ojurney (journey).
also, if you'll looke closely, i have hidden nuggets of meaning in the titles of my poems.

jeopardy
trebeck
what teh heck
i'm a red neck
so what do you expect
for me to fly in a jet?
to reach you?
i believe you?
do i need you!!
let me si you
"YES" give me your
best?
because when you win in jeopardy, you have to concentrate.


Finding Nemo the movie
fish....what a dish
what was his wish
of course it was my wish
to find his beloved son nemo
what does she know?
other than how to play me no
more
under the sun
by moonlight
playing me
under the stars
cars? what rhymes
march of dimes
it would take more money than that to reunite me with my son
under the sun
because i have a longing for intimacy that can't be matched.

Things that i am thankful for
thankfulness, o
cantankerousness when we
watch the boats, tu and yo
to and fro
back and forth we go
with chagrin much
akin
within a big bin
of hope and hopelessness
and watchful hearts
for what will be next
in the big scheme of things
we look foward to the things He brings (PTL)
ya gotta gotta give it up
up for the things He brings
and the things He sings
and the things he links
to love and other good things
like alli
who i am grateful for
and thankful for
who would have known what for
at my core
at my hard-core
not soft-core
hard-core
hard-core of pulsating love
flowing
and giving itself
all over
because i love alli my fiancee, and am looking foward to marrying her.

people who know bubbs and my wife allison
You'll look me up in the bubbs DiRECtory
I appreciate you tHink'in of me
It says I'm AlumNi
But drop me a line - cos im not
ShY?
shie? kite? sheye kyte fly
Shy? Shy fly. shy Flie bi.
Bi? Fly bye my sweet princess
AllISon?
Princess AllisOn - Dear CuTe AlliSON?
SUN? Or SON....Sun has begun. And sON is done.
aNd not a
nUN
For we will soon get married
and in my heart - i have carried
bags of her groceries
And now they are myne. Soone they will be mine. Too...for her groceries will soon be my goods.
Textiles o textiles.
sweet sun of my nextile (the phones!)
not just the text (message) of my heart,
but her clothing too, will be mine
few
Though I won't wear them
she never shares them
and still they are mine because married people share everything.

more than one in a christian marriage without including satan
And then there were two....then again
another
Just the two of us
you and eye
eye two eye
i2eye
b2x?
son of God, come rest in our marriage
that there not be only two, when we drive off inside of that horse drawn carriage
and then there were four
and it seems like so much more
but it is not a bore
tough like a boar
deep down in my core
i fear i want more
like a boar
but the fourth was the devil
i'm so serious; lets level
the playing field of our relationship
and start anew
like the dew
the wet wet dew
i slip and fall
better than soda
more powerful than yoda
stronger than luke
allison is not a fluke
with her i have the force enough to never divorce each other
because neither myself or allison believe in divorce

gender confusion
wo-man
woman or man
the jury is still out
and confusing they confound
because it is hard to make some big decisions about gender

jackson browne's brother kendall
there is a theory
the blanket of wee
from which kendall jackson flowed
back on the couch
close to my mouth
what are you doing kendall jackson
where have you gone
you're brother is in the rock and roll hall of fame
but the bundle of wee isn't to blame
For when the water fell
so close to my mouth
I wouldn't have wanted to taste that because it would be disgusting to taste.

i don't know if bubbs would let me entitle this one
smokey and the two bandits
one bandit almost got lost
ashen - like dark ash
soft. wood. sometimes like a sail, or a flapping elephant ear in the wind
slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap
approaching bandit on the left
almost robbed from the dark ashen wood
almost crushed all hope for smokey
lone bandit almost left to work overtime
55 stitches or so...if you want, I'll show
what happens when your surf board goes into the sand and you slide down the back of it.

lynwood high school, the place where i teach english
up in the hood
deep in the wood
do you think that i should
sharpen the heart of my affection
and love
for jaime (hi-may)
vincente fox
courtney cox
what a fox - sweet vincente - el presidente
mi a-lik-aye, mi spaghettaye - al dente
because the school that i teach at is multi-cultural (mostly mexicans)

my favorite kind of music is alternative country
so come back woody guthrie
come back to us now
tear your eyes from paradise and rise again somehow
if you run into Jesus maybe he can help you out
come back woody guthrie to us now

pittsburg -h
pittsburg -h? what is the ayech?
i can't ear the ayech. what good is an ayech for if you gotta throw it at the end of a city's name?
i have an "h" in my heart for the steelers...though what they should steal is the h off the end of their city's name.
or the pirates should steal it too
do they all think we are stoo
pid?
or did
they already saye that, matie! Har...
Rather, Ar...
Because the silent h in Pittsburgh makes it hard to spell, even if you live there.