… OK, not in a Sonny & Cher kinda way but with stuff to do, etc. Never a boring moment around here. Plus the huge annual city street clean-up (sometimes known as dump your crap on the street week) is taking place on Thursday. Yay! It’s amazing the stuff we accumulate, isn’t it? Yard sales also remind me of this fact. There are times I muse over those “gotta have it” periods I’ve been through …
That was my answer to a friend who asked me the other day how I felt about (insert whatever project I have undertaken in the past here). The follow up answer (which incidentally was to the question “Why?”) prompted me to explain that I did not know who the heck this Laurel was and felt uncomfortable resting on her. I suppose this goes back to my upbringing. “That was good… and the next one will …
… how to be around people again. Of late I have noticed that I get rattled when I am in a place with more than 10 people in it. This never used to be an issue. In the past I was always around people. I would even go so far to say that I thrived on the energy of a crowd. Perhaps the last couple of years of not socializing as much as I used …
… tell me if I can or can’t. More accurately it is a combination of the spaces between drips and a gut feeling. So, just a while ago I heard, “drip……… drip, drip ……………………..drip….” That told me I had five minutes. I put on my coat and pith of choice, mounted the saddle and headed out. It was a half hour ride. Perfect to get the circulation going. I finish my ride. Roll the bike …
“Yes we can… have a dream!” No, that’s not meant to sound cynical or snarky… though you can if you choose to take it that way. For a while now I have been convinced that my generation (has and) is living through a transition. It could probably be argued that the 20th century was and this 21st will be ones of major transition. “But doesn’t every age and century go through transition?” you may ask. …
The good news is the part has been recast (see “advice to the populous” section 2 posts down)… so, now the video project can move forward. Yesterday, in many ways it felt like I was in suspended animation… like I was floating in a giant tank of orange jello. My immediate instinct was to fight it simply because I have several projects pending… but I resisted and gave in instead. I have learned there are …
The twists and turns that we travel on this path are sometimes befuddling. Not while you are negotiating the curves but after you have emerged. You look back and just have to marvel at some of the hairpin turns that you survived through. You remember being in the middle of that “knot” and feeling overwhelmed because the beginning or the end is not readily in view or apparent anytime soon. Your breath is quick and …
As I was out and about last night I ran into several people. (Always a pleasant thing.) Anyway it got me thinking (very dangerous when that happens… keep the flammables away) that each one that I met has known me in a different context because (as it were) I wear many hats. In medieval times people were assigned titles such as ,,, Richard the Lionhearted, etc… that sort of defined their place in history. So …
Yeah, I finish cutting this tonight… and the shows are coming up this weekend. So if you live around the big NO… come on down and catch these fine shows! More in the AM… promise! EDIT: 10:30 AM, TuesdayI just sent off my responses of an email interview to Fresno Famous that will be featured on Friday (I think). Now, I either have to snap a pic or hunt for one in my archives. Hmm… …
