How is everyone holding up? I’m going to continue to write about myself, nobody needs more anger and anxiety. One thing that gets me angry and anxious is that others don’t see it that way. They want everyone to be angry and anxious. I’m forever a hippie and advocate peace, love, and understanding. I’ll keep things positive. I have an advantage over others, I spend my life fending off existential dread; practice makes perfect.
I continue to feed myself well. Last night’s dinner was country style ribs and salt potatoes. The best thing about being me is that I’m difficult to satiate, I continue to get great pleasure out of my favorite foods. I had never had this combination before and discovered a great byproduct. When I was finished with the meat and potatoes there was a mixture of salty melted butter and barbecue sauce on the plate that I licked off. That was heavenly. When I lived in Crown Heights the landlady’s father enjoyed watching me lick the plate. He said that Mohammed did that. I wonder if he said, “The Prophet.” I should know if that’s preferred. It turns out I’m a good Muslim. When it comes to food I’m also a good Jew. No, I don’t keep kosher or halal but my attitude towards food is Jewish. The chicken was overdone, you could hardly eat it. And the portions, they were so small. I don’t like borscht, but my sense of humor is borscht belt. See it all comes together.
I’ve been good about recording Gord’s Gold. I’m recording one week in advance of the airing. My goal is to eventually do two a week. I’m working my way up to it. I created a queue of future musicians to talk about. That way I avoid the anxiety of having to choose who to write about. As new music comes in they will move to the head of the queue. Damn, I had a question about what I’m recording next for Ron, the head honcho of Folk Music Notebook. I went to write him and that meant looking at my browser which was open to Facebook which is filled with posts that make me anxious or argumentative. I’m sticking to the fun things for now.
Have I mentioned that I’m an idiot. I’ll have to check, I have a feeling I might have brought it up once or twice. Yesterday’s idiocy was missing Gord’s Gold all three times it was on yesterday. It’s on every Wednesday at noon, 6PM, and midnight Eastern Time. Be smarter than me and listen.
I hate the animation, but I finished watching Star Wars: The Clone Wars. It ended strong; the last season overlapped the events of Rise of the Sith. Even though I’m not a big Star Wars fan I found it satisfying. Next I’m starting on Star Wars Rebels. I want to get all the references on The Mandalorian. At the same time, I see the many ways the mythology makes no sense at all. Here’s one huge thing that bothered me from Attack of the Clones. Palpatine was one man. How the hell did he finance the order for the clone army? Building an army strains the resources of a nation, yet one guy could do it out of pocket? How did the Jedi Council not wonder how one lone Jedi ordered this without anyone knowing it? The central plan of the prequel trilogy makes no sense. Why were the Separatists following orders from a stranger that the never even met in person? I see all this and still watch. I sometimes don’t understand myself. On the other hand, it’s much better thinking about these nonsensical arguments than the ones that I see on Facebook.
One good piece of selfcare I did yesterday was talk to two friends, Katrina and Lena. I should talk to someone else today, just not about politics. Tomorrow I get to talk to my therapist. She had to cancel last week. This is not a good time to go without mental health booster shots. I was good this morning and arranged a ride to my GI appointment in eleven days. I didn’t wait for the last minute. I used to the new system of ordering it online. The interface is clunky, but I still prefer it to calling.
Now it’s time for breakfast. Yesterday’s indulgence was chocolate chip French toast. I’m not sure what I’ll do today. I have two open loaves of bread and English muffins. I have to eat them before they go bad. The frozen bagels will just have to wait. I think I’ll go for the one pan grilled hameggandcheese sandwich. I hope my dinner plan works out; if not today then tomorrow.
Wise Madness 