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Ideas, and accounts of life from my perspective, but no honking

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

This morning's dream:

I was in my senior year at Drew U and trying to find a way to pay off my students loans from the previous years "So I won't have to keep being enroled in college". Somehow, as long as I stayed in school I didn't have to pay it back. My debt was $1,250.00 per year.

Dave Hirata and Iris were helping me figure out how to pay it off.

Next dream...

I was in a biplane strafing a house with German soldiers hiding inside. Then, Joe Spiekermann and i were hiding inside a house as a plane flew around, sttrafing us with machine gun fire. We hid behind beds, in closets, behind walls as the bullets ripped through everything around us. No way to know where they'd come from, nowhere was safe.

Monday, November 17, 2003

For the last few weeks I have been happy and sad, at moments, thinking of my wife and how much i love her, and how strong and weak we are. How right it is that we're together, and how short our time together might be. How I need to get off the stick and create more art, and follow through on it, even if it is difficult.

I am so happy that I tell her I love her at every opportunity, in word and deed. No regrets there.

Think I'll call her right now. (-;

Friday, November 14, 2003

I met JR for lunch at 12:00 noon today, but the hot dog cart we always patronize at Scaramento and Battery was not there. With a curse, we turned and headed to Wendy's. After a greasy yet satisfying meal we headed back to my office, only to see that the hot dog cart was now in its usual place on the corner. Thank goodness it wasn't out-of-business, but it did miss the begining of the lunch hour by a good hour or so. I guess there is nowhere to hang a sign saying "back in fifteen minutes".

While JR smoked and I waited with him outside, we retold the story told to us by FT about how he was on a business trip to Atlanta and called up a call girl to come to his hotel room. Apparently she kept him waiting until late at night, and when she did show up she claimed to not have any condoms. I'm guessing she took one look at him and decided money wasn't inducement enough to carry through with the plan. FT accepted her offer to "tittie fuck" him, which consisted of her squeezing her boobs together and rubbing his dick between them. Apparently he paid her $1000.00 for this service. Must have been pretty talented.

Thursday, November 13, 2003

The human race has only been civilized for a short time, a few tens of thousands of years, tops. It is too easy to put us in extreme situations that rob us of our civility. Contemporary life is partially civilized and shot through with savagery. War, despotism, ethnic violence, death penalty and other hateful state sponsored penalties, political disenfrancisment, power grabs, schoolyard bullying. School, sometimes. Telemarketing. Corporate and governmental lies. Intellectual dishonesty in any area of life. Hitting kids as discipline.

There is a basic principle of always seeking to be civilized. It is close to the golden rule. In a civilized society, you can live by the golden rule. The less civilzed your society becomes, the less you can be civil to your fellow humans.

The current Bush administration, Bush 2, is reaching new lows in governmental incivility. Treatment of non-US citizens and the rest of the world in general is violating the basic civility principal. We are acting as bullies and ignoring the ideals of democracy and the rule of law.

We are going to be very sorry, as a nation, that we have established a might-makes-right adgenda, that we have demonstrated that our vaunted democratic values are a sham now that we are in power, yes, we are going to be very sorry when the next power rises and eclipses us.

We had better pray that no one follows our wretched example.

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

I'm getting in the habit of blogging twice a work-day!

I have just decided to a) log off off my web browser when I get bored instead of numbly revisiting my three favorite websites like a cocain-addicted lab rat, even though they update only once a day, and b) stop reading the store bought fantasy novel until I finish I.K.'s 800 page fantasty novel manuscript and meet with him.

In fact, I will call him today and set up a meeting to go over it, so the deadline will push me to finsih it!

Ta ta, all for now.

Been a long time since I've blogged. I just got out of the habit, feeling too anxious and behind on things to relax and log in. Now I'm pretty well caught up, and feeling okay about spending time on this. I always HAD time. Funny, how perceptions create reality.

J just passed her pilates test and has a one-day-a-week teaching job at a studio!

I should go get some exercise at lunch today, so I'll feel good, not nervous and anxious. Exercise...GOOD!

Words not coming in spectacular way now. Feel like Frankenstein's monster. Ugh. Need exercise.

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