Wise Madness
I need to get out today but I’m going to write first while I remember what I want to write about. After brunch I watched a webinar by B&H photography on wildlife conservation and photography with Jennifer Vitanzo. My musical friends know her as Genevieve. I keep it simple and always call her Gen, at […]
I made a last-minute call and celebrated Halloween. It was a literal call, I called Katherine Friday night and asked if she wanted to show me the “Halloween House” the next day. This Halloween House is not a commercial venture, it’s a private home in Ditmas Park that takes the holiday very seriously. I don’t […]
Today’s plans were centered around my MRI appointment. I couldn’t eat anything after noon and had to take Metamucil. I had another bad night’s sleep and didn’t wake up until close to 11. I was not feeling great and instead of making breakfast I just had peanut butter on chocolate chip brioche. I still had […]
I went on an expedition today, two whole blocks to the supermarket because I was out of eggs. I wore the band new mask that my roommate made me. This is how I look, like some sort of crazed criminal. I wasn’t wearing my reading glasses so I couldn’t see how I looked. It was […]
I thought I didn’t have a lot planned. I was wrong. I’m going to have a very busy next three days. Tomorrow I am volunteering at WFUV from 6 AM to 1PM. Then I’m off to therapy in Harrison. Tomorrow night I’m seeing the Bumper Jacksons at Rockwood. Saturday is the Caramoor American Roots Festival. […]
Yesterday’s highlight was seeing a photography show featuring, among others, BriBri Dougherty. Normally I use just their first name but this is a professional reference so I use both. My Gentle Readers know Bri as my great friend and Budgiedome partner in musician wrangling, Paul calls her the Gordon wrangler. There are not many people that I’d travel to Newark from therapy in Harrison for. Bri is well worth three hours.
This is going to be tough, I have two days to write about and about half a night’s sleep. I need my second cup of coffee to start this. I’ll be right back. A cup of coffee in my belly and another in my hand; I’m ready to face the world. Blessed be Coffea arabica […]
I didn’t leave the house yesterday. I might not leave today; yet I feel my mental health is improving. Perhaps the Prozac helps, maybe it’s just seeing both my therapist and my psychiatrist. It could just be time. In any even I was able to edit photos yesterday. That’s a start, I have some more difficult things to do but it’s something. The pictures are pretty good.
Wise Madness 