Greetings My Gentle Readers and all the ships at sea. I’ve returned from the dead. Fine, I wasn’t dead, I was just very sore and lacking in time and energy. Now I’m just a little sore, have some time, and have 32 oz of coffee energy in me. That should be wearing off but I’m […]
Category: Subway
I’m back! My shoulder and back are still sore but I am going to try and write today because I’ve been busy and want to catch up. Writing is good for my soul. I was going to write that writing is good for my mental health which seems more fitting for an anti-mystic rationalist. The […]
Jill the Giant Killer
I’m getting better about writing. That is both therapeutic and a good sign for my mental health. The Monday that started Thursday afternoon continued though to yesterday. On Thursday I got my flu shot. Even in the midst of a prolonged Monday that was not a problem and I urge all of my Gentle Readers […]
Grant a Wish
I have to get back into a writing routine. Blogging about school is bringing up ancient childhood reflex reactions. Mother: How was school?Child: OK Father: What happened at school today? Child: Nothing What are you idiot stories? On Thursday I got the key to my classroom. On Friday I forgot it. We keep it locked […]
Mea Culpa, I’ve gotten terrible about updating. The last two days I found myself in the land of the lotus eaters for hours in the morning, the hypnopompia. This is why I have never used drugs; I have an addictive personality. It is so pleasant that I can’t tear myself away. I’m on a run […]
Hour Band
I’m not dead! I know you figured that was the only thing that could keep me from blogging for so long. I’ve just been busy. Now do I write one long entry or do I split it up. I’ll let you know when I figure that out. Let’s go back into the distant pass, Sunday. […]
This Gemini is a Cancer
Last night I went to Miwa Gemini’s 50th birthday/Album Release concert. This was her first full band show since the plague started. That was worth a trip to Littlefield in Brooklyn to see. This was my third time seeing her and each was a revelation. The first was a porch concert and the second a […]
I was going to record Gord’s Gold but there’s a riveter banging out across the street. That is not conducive to recording. It’s also not conducive to writing but at least it doesn’t totally preclude it. Yesterday I went to another Met game, they were playing the Marlins. You might have noticed that I’ve been […]
A Grain of Sand
Last night I made the trek down to Prospect Lefferts Gardens in Brooklyn to see Jean Rohe at the Owl. Jean is perhaps may favorite musician and The Owl is a hoot. I should just stop right there; you now know everything you need to know about me. I won’t because you don’t know everything […]
Deni-Sue and Jethro
I got one sentence into blogging yesterday and stopped. I have no idea what interfered. Now I have to catch up on two days. Good thing nothing happened on Friday. Something was supposed to happen, the Sunset Singing Circle. It was raining and I kept changing my mind if I was going to go. I […]
