visualizing a mental explosion as an effect akin to a huge & ever-expanding snowplow, clearing everything away*, radiating outward yet not dissipating even as it grows.
in other news, i've been kayaking twice in the past 2 weeks, and have now got my truck 100% working again after 1)putting in a radio, which messed up the running lights; 2)fixing the lights, which disabled the gas & temp gauges; and then replaced the dash console, restoring full function thereto. Now I just have to rollback the odometer (which came from a different truck) to the correct reading... although hopefully I will swap the actual odometer out for one that has a resettable trip counter, for the easier keeping track of my miles-per-gallon, and simplifying the calculations of general navigation.
*this is something which I sometimes wish could occur to my "accumulation" of "belongings".
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
where to start
it occurs to me to reassure the blog reading public not to worry; despite (dis)appearances, I have actually consumed further meals than ¹oatmeal on December 14th and ²egg noodles with sadly un-garlic'd cream sauce on January 6th. Why, just yesterday I tore into a charming box of whole-wheat rigatoni and emeril's "gaaaahlic" pasta-sauce-from-a-can....
but seriously folks: what HAVE i been up to?!? the phrase "surfing (like a dead body)" comes to mind, with attendant disturbing mental image. But really (not THAT seriously!!) it hasn't been that bad.
last night I had a dream of riding my bike to a house show and finding crazy velcro luggage in a dumpster- a whole bunch of matching large gray suitcases which could all be joined together, and fit into a tough protective container like a mega suitcase 15 feet long, ten feet wide, and 18 inches deep. At the time I thought to myself "hmm.. I guess that IS how you carry enough photography equipment {including development chemicals} for a 'National Geographic' funded safari exploration trip when said journey has its own cargo plane" but in hindsight I think instead, without un-thinking the above, "this is a regular-sized multi-compartment sundries bin; I am currently little."
there is much more to say. a little bit at a time.
but seriously folks: what HAVE i been up to?!? the phrase "surfing (like a dead body)" comes to mind, with attendant disturbing mental image. But really (not THAT seriously!!) it hasn't been that bad.
last night I had a dream of riding my bike to a house show and finding crazy velcro luggage in a dumpster- a whole bunch of matching large gray suitcases which could all be joined together, and fit into a tough protective container like a mega suitcase 15 feet long, ten feet wide, and 18 inches deep. At the time I thought to myself "hmm.. I guess that IS how you carry enough photography equipment {including development chemicals} for a 'National Geographic' funded safari exploration trip when said journey has its own cargo plane" but in hindsight I think instead, without un-thinking the above, "this is a regular-sized multi-compartment sundries bin; I am currently little."
there is much more to say. a little bit at a time.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, December 14, 2008
oat me, oat me... oh! oh! *
as far as I'm concerned, the reason god created summer the way it is, was to let us pause from having oatmeal for breakfast.. so when we start having it again we would be struck anew by its amazing deliciousness. (I am aware that this cosmogony completely ignores the inconvenient fact that some people eat oatmeal year round- CRAZY people!!)
have I said enough on that subject? mayhap. DAMN BUT I LOVE ME SOME OATMEAL.
*with apologetic appreciation for billy squire.
have I said enough on that subject? mayhap. DAMN BUT I LOVE ME SOME OATMEAL.
*with apologetic appreciation for billy squire.
Friday, October 31, 2008
(as a dog who is particularly sick, presumably)
hey everybody.
It is halloween, and I am sick. I have been slightly sick for about eight days, but until day-before-yesterday this entailed simply the occasional sneezing bout and intermittent soup-poop. Yesterday and today it is full-blown sore throat, runny head, fever, aches, and misery. Yesterday I stocked up on good old-fashioned chicken-noodle soup. Also, it turns out very helpful to drink bunches of water- WHO KNEW?!? don't answer that. So I feel like I am sufficiently on the mend, that I might be able to bundle up and wander through the scary maze tonight! But don't expect any "rock & roll until the break of dawn" out of this one.
end transmission.
It is halloween, and I am sick. I have been slightly sick for about eight days, but until day-before-yesterday this entailed simply the occasional sneezing bout and intermittent soup-poop. Yesterday and today it is full-blown sore throat, runny head, fever, aches, and misery. Yesterday I stocked up on good old-fashioned chicken-noodle soup. Also, it turns out very helpful to drink bunches of water- WHO KNEW?!? don't answer that. So I feel like I am sufficiently on the mend, that I might be able to bundle up and wander through the scary maze tonight! But don't expect any "rock & roll until the break of dawn" out of this one.
end transmission.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
went to a show
(note: other stuff happened too)
So I went to a show the other day, up at the stairwell gallery. It was "Aniki Dawn" of Providence, "SnowBlink" from Toronto, and "Dead Western" from Sacramento. It got past my bedtime, so I couldn't stick around for Dead Western, but I liked the two other acts pretty alright. (note to self: after you grab the .txt file cheat-sheet of "how the heck do I make links, new window, etc, & stuff" from other computer, make that a link to jake's photoblog). I have to track down snowblink online so I can say I liked them, and buy their CD (as I mentioned I had to dash off) but the main thing I came away from this show thinking about was how, when kyla (Ms A. Dawn) mentioned via inter-song banter (often an important aspect, helping steer the atmosphere) that she hadn't changed out of her pajamas before leaving the house that day, and was in fact still wearing them, the thought immediately occurred to me that, since I have been sleeping in my clothes for several months now, "wearing my pajamas all day" is a much less depressing way to think of this! Of course, upon any amount of further reflection, it immediately becomes clear that these two concepts ("PJs all day" vs "sleeps-in-clothes") are actually approximate opposites: on the one hand we have "cozy and comfortable all the time, cuz why the heck not!" and on the other, "never achieving particularly comfortable, just crashing as-is". See how that works?
I tend to think of this type of dichotomy as a relative or correlate of the old "glass half-empty or half-full" idea, only I have come to know it as "is the glass almost totally empty, or a little tiny bit full"?
So I went to a show the other day, up at the stairwell gallery. It was "Aniki Dawn" of Providence, "SnowBlink" from Toronto, and "Dead Western" from Sacramento. It got past my bedtime, so I couldn't stick around for Dead Western, but I liked the two other acts pretty alright. (note to self: after you grab the .txt file cheat-sheet of "how the heck do I make links, new window, etc, & stuff" from other computer, make that a link to jake's photoblog). I have to track down snowblink online so I can say I liked them, and buy their CD (as I mentioned I had to dash off) but the main thing I came away from this show thinking about was how, when kyla (Ms A. Dawn) mentioned via inter-song banter (often an important aspect, helping steer the atmosphere) that she hadn't changed out of her pajamas before leaving the house that day, and was in fact still wearing them, the thought immediately occurred to me that, since I have been sleeping in my clothes for several months now, "wearing my pajamas all day" is a much less depressing way to think of this! Of course, upon any amount of further reflection, it immediately becomes clear that these two concepts ("PJs all day" vs "sleeps-in-clothes") are actually approximate opposites: on the one hand we have "cozy and comfortable all the time, cuz why the heck not!" and on the other, "never achieving particularly comfortable, just crashing as-is". See how that works?
I tend to think of this type of dichotomy as a relative or correlate of the old "glass half-empty or half-full" idea, only I have come to know it as "is the glass almost totally empty, or a little tiny bit full"?
Friday, July 25, 2008
a funny thing happened on the way across the parking lot...
I thought I saw a little dry leaf skittering across the asphalt as I drove out yesterday; a little dry leaf that looked a lot like a tiny crustacean. wha-HUH? try "a tiny lobster" (aka 'shrimp")!!! He or she was totally not afraid of me, and was showing off kung-fu stances to keep me from attacking it. CRAZY, RIGHT?
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