Sunday, February 28, 2021
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Wednesday, February 24, 2021
A poor placeholding picture for what was a glorious day. A windows wide, blue sky beauty. 70s easy. Sandal weather and I was too absorbed in work to appreciate it.
Sunday, February 21, 2021
|"Front Runner" 2009 72"x42"|
Friday, February 19, 2021
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Tarot card of the day: Death. Change is here for the best. Difficult, but necessary.
It's very needy, but I'm not seeing any solutions, so I'm going to park it deep in the closet and attend to the other things that need my full attention.
I remind myself that "Revisions"- now serving as the backdrop for my header- was a disaster when I nearly dismembered it and made it "go dark" into the depths of the closet for years.
All things in their own time.
Saturday, February 13, 2021
On a happier note, Meet Cute Press took wing earlier today, Valentine's edition. Something light and fun.
I have a short contribution. Maybe a couple of brand new troublemakers in Pillow Talk.
I feel like I'm sneaking up on my new, writer self. Baby steps, but steppin'.
Wednesday, February 10, 2021
I spent the better part of yesterday learning a new cell phone. Turns out there's a serious learning chasm between LG2 and LG6. I'm a long way from the finer points, especially with the camera, but time and practice will pay off. The phone beeps and chirps for reasons still not clear and for no reason, Google chides me to be more specific about why I'm cursing.
The impeachment proceedings have been riveting, compelling, and disturbing. I don't know if there was any defense presentation today. After yesterday, I wouldn't be surprised to find out that that clown car was last seen driving into the Potomac River. Chances are real good, he's going to stiff them. I would. But, in the face of the evidence presented (so far) by the prosecution, there is no defense.
The disturbing part? There will be those who will vote to acquit him and millions of Americans who agree with that. Many of the faithful, those who have been arrested for their actions on January 6 are already realizing how they've been used and tossed aside.
Are there enough decent men and women in the GOP to convict him? That remains to be seen.
Later, I was relieved to turn off all devices and spend some good time with my copirate. I picked him up from school early and we took a picnic in the park. A fine day. Afterward, I returned to the horror show.
Monday, February 08, 2021
Friday, February 05, 2021
Every time I read or hear that, I laugh. The shot itself was tiny. A midge. No turkey-basting needles needed. I fell into the well-oiled machinery of the county health department setup in an empty school.
I brought stitching, but left it in the car. Just as well. I was distracted. People everywhere. Socially distanced, but there.
On drive home my thighs started bothering me as if I'd been on the road for four hours. On real road trips, it's my signal to stop. Walk around, stretch, pee, have a snack and some water. The discomfort usually retreats. Not this time. I carried on with a busy day. By bedtime I was exhausted but unable to find a pain-free position to fall asleep. I rolled around like one of those forlorn hotdogs on the QT grill. Awake most of the night, led to the next day of more if the same plus a headache. That was the worst of it, all worth it for any measure of piece of mind.
My phone's camera is going out with panache. I have no idea what this is. Some internal self-examination?
Very Important addendum. As Grace so wonderfully described, beyond the aches there was a sensation of aliveness, as if my whole body was responding valiantly to a Call to Arms. She has a gloriously triumphant mantis. My inner warriors resemble Apis, the fearsome bull-headed Egyptian god complete with medieval broad and short swords. They take no prisoners.
For fun, if you can find it from 2001, go watch Osmosis Jones.
Tuesday, February 02, 2021
Prepping to get my first vaccination. It's a nice long ride and a pretty day. Taking something to spend time with, but don't anticipate long lines.
What is stranger than going for a purposeful long drive is the frame of mind I'm left in after a long day of focusing on Writing. Getting words on the page. Finding equal footing for each character.
Saturday, January 30, 2021
Conducted a little experiment last night. Something along the lines of "write drunk, edit sober"
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Thursday, January 21, 2021
Every once in a while my phone will deliver the perfect set of music for the moment.
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
Tuesday, January 19, 2021
First thing this morning I had X-rays on my left hand and was given a big fat needle of cortisone and some other stuff in the tendon that is pulled so tight it has a knot in it. It will be a couple weeks before I know if this works. Day surgery is still on the table. Hopefully, by then, I'll have had a COVID vaccination.
Then it was off to Charlie's for distance learning again for the rest of this week. They say until enough staff comes off quarantine.
Saturday, January 16, 2021
Tuesday, January 12, 2021
First thing this morning, I got my COVID test results back. NEGATIVE. So that's out of the way. This county is in deep shit according to some counts. Now, I'll start beating the bushes for the vaccine.
Then some quality time writing and interacting with distant friends. Gnashing my teeth over the shitshow in DC and the rest of the country with some. Heart to aching heart with others.
Then I sat down to watch a Christmas gift to myself, "The Eagles Live at the Forum." The audio discs on my car stereo system have been underwhelming. I can't tell whether it's the production, the stereo system, or my hearing which is getting worse by the day. Last night at work, I could hear the callers through my dual headset but my own voice sounded deep underwater.
Colin cued up the DVD for me on the system in the living room and the first song was "Seven Bridges Road". I was quite overcome and had to stop watching. There were errands to run, a day to get on with. More about that another time.
Wednesday, January 06, 2021
We were out doing errands. Small stuff: air up a soft tire, the cheap thrill of the rock & roll carwash, a soft pretzel and Gatorade from QT. Then a hour in the sunshine. He hung back from the playground. Only half the handful of kids wore masks. He took refuge in art.
I was getting alerts on my phone about the riots in DC. When we got home, I put on the TV.
"Nana, is this a movie?"
I did my best to explain. He was scandalized.
"I thought Warnoff and Ossock won and it was over! I'm so sick of politicals.
Us too, kiddo.
Monday, January 04, 2021
Over the weekend it went from bad to worse. So, 1/18 at 8:45am it's time to see a doc about this hand jive.
Sunday, January 03, 2021
Everyone seems to be having image trouble.
My problem is not laying my eyes on something that I haven't already taken a picture of. Then there's the whim of my old phone/camera to deal with.
Anyone have an Android phone they love? Which and why?
(I hate shopping for technology)
I have figured a way around buying DragonSpeak.
Friday, January 01, 2021
The sad part is that there's never anything to see. They're all noise. Granted, the noises got bigger and louder as the evening wore on, but after midnight, I was well past caring.
As fresh as the year is, I'm still waiting. A lot of people are. Waiting for test results. Waiting for the vaccine. Waiting for jobs, food. It's heartbreaking and appalling.
Waiting for the Georgia runoff election. Waiting to see what fresh hell oozes out of the White House.
So, this. Something to hold onto while we wait.