I have nothing queued for today. Pretty close to the end of my sauce for daily posting. I will just mention some random biz that is on my mind or that I have going on. Feel free to do the same in comments.
I’ve gone up a mountain for the second time in as many years, after a long-ass streak of doing no such thing. Mount Rainier. Pretty cool but I’m finna learn mad science so I can genetically engineer voracious diurnal high altitude bats, before I do that again. Death to mosquitoes.
Have you seen that tiny bed they have at ikea? About cat-sized, but shaped like human bed? We got one. Our cat initially said no, but finally got up on it for a nap a few hours ago. Purchase justified.
Not getting enough sleep. Got enough last night then immediately set to ruining that good work by staying up past one AM to write this and do a few chores. Ugh.
Walked around the peat bog park in Federal Way yesterday. Not nearly as many mosquitoes. Barely saw any birds, but the birdy app caught a moderate assortment of characters. Nothing out of the norm. Also notable what it missed. And where were the douglas squirrels? I saw a few on one trip years ago and never since. Kinda creepy.
Had a shitty phone conversation recently with a racist 80 year old named Virgil. Are there any decent virgils out there anymore?
I think I’m gonna go back to Hurricane Ridge in a few months here, have a cold weather picnic with chipmunks and canada jays and doctor seuss trees. Hope I can.
Anyway, how’s your dog? How about them Bulls? Was yer band inspired by The Velvet Underground? Say hi to your mother for me.
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Our dog is good, the first dog I’ve had that lies in the sun for a while then has the sense to come indoors and lie in a cooler place for a while before returning to sunning, so she doesn’t get over heated. And it is hot enough here that if she didn’t do it herself I would be bringing her in to cool down.
My sleep is completely fucked, mainly because if I’m in too much pain I can’t sleep, usually I can distract myself with sufficiently immersive reading, so that’s what I end up doing. Then I crash for far longer than a normal sleep. Not at all good, but there it is.
I don’t always comment, but I do read almost all of your posts.
thanks for reading, jazz. congrats on having a sensible dog, sorry about the pain. that’s a familiar refrain on the other half of my bed. rough damn business.
I also generally read your posts, though rarely comment.
I’m having a quiet day with the family, talking with them a bit about my first boyfriend, who died 35 years ago today. Working with my therapist to continue to process, as it seems that I’ve spent altogether too much time intellectualizing, minimizing, and deflecting. Who knows when I’ll get to the boxes of his stuff I still have tucked away in the attic.
My contribution to the AIDS memorial quilt is in block #4166.
aww! melancholy vibes today. that fits. much love.