Protected: The luck of the pot…

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Splash of color….

What the weather called forth a couple of blocks from my house.

Social life…

I can be happy to see everyone at the opening, and still not want to be there. I can use the stuff on my desk and still not want it to be spilling over in heaps. I can be grateful for my life and still experience it as convoluted, broken terrain.

Protected: When the hurlyburly’s done when the battle’s lost and won….

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Protected: And on a more private note…

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Confirmed…

At dinner last night my friend Lynne Tillman spoke about Zeno’s Conscience as “a book that you could only read ten pages of at a time”. This confirmed my own method of reading it.

Also at dinner I ran into ld Benghtol, who confirmed that the magnetic fields’ song Let’s Pretend We’re Bunny Rabbits is indeed about some of my work. I thought he had just been saying that to be nice.

Attempting to confirm dates for last night led me to realize that I had a couple of appointments reversed.

It’s good to confirm.

Protected: Death before dishonor….

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Protected: Sun coming up – like a big bald head…

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Protected: Perspective…

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Tonight…