Coming back from something. We walk through a field and up a hill by OHS?, I realize my jacket is missing. M thinks it’s on the train. I walk back and it’s in the car. Pick it up and walk back through a field and up a hill. It starts raining, M starts to run-I say it’s moving too fast, and get under a tree. It’s dripping a lot, and I run for it too, down the drive to Brady Middle School. We look into some of the rooms along the drive.
At work, sitting outside in my car. Try to make it so I can work there. Sit in the back seat, open up the roof.
In an office, someone is dropping stuff on my head. I get really mad.
Driving down a country road, someone is trying to pass. I get scared, and pull over. They get in front of us and slow down.
Onstage setting up for a gig. I have a second effects mike I’m trying to set up. I have a few pedals to put on it and lots of compression. Go back to the board to get the channel set up, need a mike to test. Got to the fallback, then back on stage. Unpack a super fancy mike with all sorts of stuff on it. They want to save it, so it sort of pack it back up.
At church, watching a PBS program. Someone calls in and sits there waiting to hear their voice. I yell at them to talk. Someone else does it. I go back to watching the program.
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Time flies, especially around the holidays. Money flies too, and we don’t have much to spare. Other than that, life goes on. Again, things are odd, so much vitriol, and my day-to-day seems pretty peaceful. I don’t know when this will change-something will shift, and all hell will break loose. When? Who knows? I don’t.
Black Friday. Up late, slept in. Did the same thing yesterday. Pretty quiet-lazed around, read, tidied up, got more food, cooked, ate, more of the same. Left work earlyish Weds., missed the bus.
Monday, back at work. Feel disconnected today, like something’s wrong, but I’m not sure what it is. Pretty mellow weekend, up late, slept in. Kept the house sort of tidy. Playing a lot of paper.io 2. Met with S’s teacher Sat. Skipped church Sun., took S to musical rehearsal, drove around downtown and close SE, watched the musical, S had a tiny part, but enjoyed singing in the chorus. W/o-first time since 11/16…lost a little edge, but that’s it-had to dial things back a bit on the bike, 1 or 2 less reps on a few of the weights.
Weds., E & S are going to Breitenbush tomorrow, we have a ton of wreaths on our back porch, and we are seriously short of $$$, depending on how I get paid for Thanksgiving. W/o last night was negatives-M is getting better at pushing hard.
Thurs., everyone loves the wreaths. Not much else-what’s for dinner? No E or S, so just 3 guys-should we go high end? Finally got access to the VSB website-new logos and stuff to do, we’ll see-now I can earn my keep.
Friday! We are unbelievably short of $$$. Like unable to pay even half of the bills due. Including rent. At least I’m going to get to work over Christmas.
Tues., on the train home. Busy at work, the house is tidy. Usual weekend, tidy, shop, w/o, prod deployment Sat. night-a service was down, so I panicked until it came back up. Bush the Elder died, and the praise rolled in, but his legacy is mixed at best. And then there’s individual 1. Enough. W/o tonight, gamelan tomorrow, plus laundry, dishes, and tidy. It never ends.
Thurs., on the bus. Payday tonight-so much still to pay on bills. No gamelan-drove there, no one, drove back. Good w/o Tues., negs, no M, noisy with kids running around, but I pushed hard and my chest is still sore.
Still Thurs. I think I’ll call this post-the every 2 weeks/when I finish the next book is here. Upgraded the site to WordPress 5-not much change, except the editor. Also changed to the new theme, which sucks. Or at least is different-no big header image that rotates randomly. I liked that a lot. Plus the header CSS is a mismatch, at least for the senior page.
Links. brighter side: gotta find some cute kittens and puppies, stat! Surfing Orca, marble maze. Not so bright: everything else, especially all the naked power grabs by outgoing pols and climate change. And individual 1.
Page 23, sentence 5.“Germs multiply in the lungs.”, Homo Deus.
On Mars, trying to figure out why plants didn’t grow. Go outside and talk to the researcher about it. Go right to the cliff, and it’s only 10 feet down. Go back inside, then out the other way. There are several steps back up to the house.
On a helicopter, trying to get away from someone chasing us. We lose power and crash land. We get out and go home (30700). The pilot is treating another guy who’s hurt. His boss comes and takes pictures of everything, including a topless girl by the TV. The other girls are mad about that. I talk to one about what I’m reading (UK LeGuin) and whether I like having a comfy chair here instead of my stuff. I say it’s OK, and start rubbing her back and thinking about having her.
Drive to Orange High School and park, looking for a way in without getting seen. I walk up and Lynsey Vonn is there signing autographs. I find a piece of paper and she signs it. I walk in through to door by the pool, and they’re doing some sort of play rehearsal. I walk back out.
Walk up a chairlift slope-it’s deep, but has steps. I think about how hard it would be to ski because it goes down and up. Neet Linsey Vonn’s publicist at the top, mention how much he travels, and he says he’s leaving for Australia.
Parked by a park close to work, an ambulance pulls up and they roll someone out on a gurney. They’re giving him CPR, and he’s barfing. We watch them work, and then drive away.
At 30700, looking at a big fish tank in the family room. Someone in a white van drives into the garage. I don’t want to see him, so I run upstairs and get some laundry. Go back downstairs and he’s in the basement. I look at the tank again and my dog is in there. I go downstairs to get him to help me get her out. He’s looking at a smaller tank there. We come back up and she’s on top of it.
In a room, go to pop a zit on my leg. It pops loudly. It gets bigger, like a tube, and a huge solid thing comes out. I walk over to the kitchen.