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Penguin Cams
It’s the crack of Tuesday-ish and nobody cares. Somebody might, but not anyone I know. I made a mix tape once, maybe twice, with songs about the days of the week. Nobody cared, nobody I knew. And...
Ain't nothing but a burning light
Someone told me, long ago and far away, that there was a scientific study where at the moment of death the human body mysteriously loses approximately one and a half ounces of weight. The conclus...
Earth and Sky
There are people who are always staring at the ground and people always staring at the sky. They have at least two things in common; bumping into things and the hope of seeing something extraordi...
Random thoughts in specific order
Once, a very long time ago, I was in a negotiation, a casual one, in my capacity as Union rep for a group of social workers. Easily the hardest job I never got paid for. The guy represented some ...
Something like it
Late, for me, a bit medicated. Today was a crunchy day; joints made crunchy noises when I moved them. I had thought of other entries, they withered on the vine like bad grapes or suicidal roses. ...
today
In a few hours I’m going back into the dentists. Yesterday I had an appointment with what is called complex care. It’s a piece of internal medicine but located in Cardiology so the offices are ni...
How I spent my summer vacation
The other day it snowed. It didn’t snow hard but it snowed long. Here I mean, I’m sure it snowed in Alaska and sure it didn’t in San Diego. This morning I had to swipe the better part of a foot o...
An idle rant; idle hands are the devils tool
True love is as mean a concept as Politically Correct. The phrases themselves are innocent enough, I guess, the implications not so much. True love implies that all other love was false and Polit...
Friends don't let friends type sober
What is it, Thursday already? Don’t answer that. I’m not sure what sort of relationship the calendar has with it’s mother, I won’t denigrate it, but this week has acted much like a motherfucker. ...
Rime of the ancient Dawg
And a thousand thousand slimy things lived on and so did I — Rime of the Ancient Mariner Not so very long ago I could quote long passages from that poem by memory. Today I should be wearing a yel...
43 is wrong, I guess
The number 43 was stuck in my head. I think I’ve written entries based on forty three. I looked it up. Didn’t find the reference I was looking for, a lot of sevens and a thirty six. I suppose if ...
A quote
Today was weird. Hmmm, maybe not, I was weird the day was windy. I took my mom to the lab for bloodwork before the sun rose, well, before the dark grey was light grey, and later, left the dentist...
Stuff
I was somewhere, no really I go places and shit, and I was eavesdropping, if people don’t want me to hear they shouldn’t speak, and I think these two awkward students were talking about some TV s...
Yes, it's a thing
Sunday here as it is in most of the western hemisphere. West is an odd concept for an oblate spheroid in space, if you were, for instance, coming from Andromeda closed your eyes and spun around t...
Wait, they could use goldilocks!
When I watch semi-current TV shows, I watch them on xfinity dot com. It’s part of the Comcast bundle. If it’s a network show they put ads in. I think they are different ads than run live, unless ...
This is a title. It's typed here
Hasn’t it been a while since some fringe group predicted a date for the end of the world? Wait, no, it probably hasn’t, but it’s been a while since they got any press. Today is the beginning of o...
Walking in Space
I don’t really have an excuse. I guess I should keep one handy or not tell people I don’t have one. It’s a bit like having a gun though, you are bound to find a reason to use it. Hmmm, I don’t t...
About effing time
It is later or it still is later. Below is some nonsense about the mundane habits of existence that I’ve been working on for a day or too. Heh. That gives the impression that I’ve put thought int...
Straying from the line
The weird thing about napping during the day is that I dream. I dreamt about an event I had pretty much forgotten. No weird dream shit added, more like a memory reborn as a dream. I don’t want to...
I seem to have misplaced my shit
Every few months I catch a snippet of conversation, live or recorded, where someone my age is telling someone younger “We didn’t all get blue ribbons just for effort”. Canned cynicism is tiresome...
I have little to no excuse here.
Today had it’s twists and turns, unexpectedly eventful and rife with pathos. Yes, I sidelined coached most of it, but high stress all the same. I have niece issues, not yet resolved daughter issu...
Even more stuff with even less proofing
There might be something wrong with this office chair. I think it steals thoughts. Or I think so when I’m in a different chair. In this one select thoughts fly south to … shit on tourists. Snowbi...
I'm sorry, where's the lunatic again?
These songs cracked me up, a long time ago. I got to see the Austin Lounge Lizards, I want to say at the old Starry Night. The Starry Night was a nightclub in Portland that booked national acts i...
Where it goes
Spent part of the day rearranging my clutter, but not enough so you’d notice. So that one would notice, notice an attempt to clean. I’m not saying you don’t care or that there is no pleasing you,...
I am a wolf of the steppes — Herman Hesse Although the world would have one less brilliant novel in it, Hesse could have just left it at that one line and it would have been fine with me. My memo...
Book Description
Thought I’d change the title. Some of my best friends are white girls. 95 percent of my friends are in cars going fast.
But perhaps For White Girls In Cars Going Fast was offensive. White girls can call each white girls, but I think we’re supposed to refer to them as pigment challenged Americans, which must confuse the hell out of the Brits, Aussies, and other such nationals on this site, e,g, “My pigmentation is fine and I’m a Not American American.”
