Hanging out at home with a dog. My parents come over. It runs around the yard and I pet it. We go sit on the couch and I rub its belly.
February 11th, 2018
In a field, walk along looking at the small animals around. There are lots of blackberries at the edge of the woods. They’re very high up, like something was eating all the low ones. I start thinking there are gorillas around. Go back to the lab and talk with a colleague about gorillas making their way to Oregon. We look at a map of habitat range, and figure that it would be difficult but not impossible for gorillas to make their way here.
February 8th, 2018
Walking around the back of a building, find a huge cross lying on the ground. It’s been moved, and we wonder how. Someone picks it up and there’s a paper stuck to it. We look at it and it’s a flyer for an old pro wrestling match-a priest vs a demon.
February 7th, 2018
I’m Trump! in Air Force One, looking for food, lots of junk. Land-they put me in a very tight place, taxi to a hangar, get off the plane.
February 6th, 2018
Walking with Ross across an iced river. I’m reluctant, but he goes ahead and is ok. I follow, carefully. We get to the other side and there’s a waterfall. We go the other way, and a bunch of people come with a guide. She says the ice is cracking, and I watch it happen. Go to the shore and pick my way through the cracked ice and people.
Looking at Ross’ bike. It has super wide handlebars. We go out for a ride-on the freeway and back, no problems.
February 5th, 2018
In my room, going through my stuff. I arrange some of it and get ready to throw some away. Go outside to the dumpster. Walk across a field and see Fred A throw a vase into the dumpster-it shatters everywhere. A teacher comes up as he grabs a huge lightbulb to throw and tells him to clean it up. The teacher takes the bulb away and scrapes him across his front, leaving a white streak.
Another exciting installment of…
Here we are again, another exciting installment of…An Exciting Life. woo-hoo. We’re broke, please tip the writer-it’s only a fiver… Not much else going on-just trying to keep my head above water, hoping nothing happens to sink us. Our country is in odd turmoil-so much bad happening in D.C. and the media, but it’s like nothing is wrong on the streets (at least in Portland). That may change.
In a 2-day training, yawn. Had to be there at 7:30. More of a team building exercise. Gamelan-new piece. Easy bus ride, but so tired-I actually slept on the way in. Gonna play bass for choir-practice tonight. It was frustrating-my sight reading sucks, and the bass was tuned a half-step sharp. I got it going OK, but I’m better with a chart because I need to hit specific notes. Friday-trying to get back into it.
Home, worked out-not really up for it, ate late. I always get so tired on Friday nights. Woke up at 2 and at 7. A big crash on the road in front of our complex-many sirens, didn’t check it out until way after. Went practice driving with Matt, Gaffers in Tigard, Cabelas, home, C is at his gf’s. Church Sun, switched to Sprint, new phones for everyone, setup, M to libe, cook dinner, w/o-fatigued, dinner. E has tummy troubles-this is never-ending, and given our broken healthcare industry, has the possibility of breaking us.
Monday, up, the iPad is missing! Looked around, E is going to look. I know I had it Sun. am while I was eating breakfast. UPDATE: I put it in my leather computer backpack… Weds., money woes, need to chart the choir pieces, gamelan tonight. Making progress on the project. Got my phone loaded up with music. Now for the other thing-didn’t work the way I want it…got another app. Restless sleep. Got up early-ish, to work early-ish, home early-ish? That would be nice. Choir tonight-busy charting the songs. Gonna record so I can practice against it. Did ok-another piece coming.
Sat. am, trying to clean-kitchen done, 1 load of wash, bathrooms next. Need to practice. W/o last night-I’m making progress, and I think my belly is shrinking. Cleaned all day Sat., church-song went well, played for the postlude too. Libe, shop, home, w/o, dinner, playing around on the web late, bed, up but tired. Rioting, uh, “high spirits”, after Philly won the Super Bowl.
Links. brighter side: I need to look some up…OK-found one. No, two. Woman Finds The Boy Who Was Secretly Hugging Her Dog, happify.com. Not so bright: An Exit From Trumpocracy, The American Shithole, What’s so extremely, uniquely wrong about Trump’s presidency, The Useful Idiocy of Donald Trump, How the “Junk Values” of Neoliberalism Drive Depression and Anxiety in the U.S., Why The U.S. Struggles With Diseases Of Poverty
Page 23, Sentence 5: “”How are you?” the one friend asks the other.”, The Little Book of Lykke
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February 2nd, 2018
@30700, in my room. Hanging out, E says she’s leaving. I offer to drive her anywhere. We leave and go to a cafe. I crawl through the railings.
February 1st, 2018
Driving around a nice car part of town, park to walk around. Go up a hill, see Earl and Mike? At a table, stir Mike’s fondue. Earl says that will ruin it and I stop. I say it’ll be ok and leave. Walk door wn the other side I f the hill then slide for a bit. Look for the car, panic, then find it at the end. Get in and drive up the way back.
Drivng down the freeway. Get off and turn around. Walk a bit next to the road and someone comes by really fast through a huge pile of cans. Some fragments hit us. We talk to someone about it.
Trying to get into a base. Try the fence, then someone talks the guards to let us in. An officer shows us around. We do it again.
At home, playing with animals-there’s a lion in the corner. I go and hug an small primate, a lot. It peed into a small swing. We tell her to go in the bathroom.
January 29th, 2018
At a show in a small hall. It’s over, I walk up to the front and there’s a crowd. Gary Rossington comes out with a guitar case, opens it up and it’s an SG. I ask him which year, and he says it’s a charvel? He picks it up and it has a long fancy top horn and headstock. I walk out.
January 26th, 2018
On a bus, in the back. Two Mounties get on with a guy with a bedroll. He sits down and they stand around him.
At home, trying to put a black furry animal into a carrier. It attacks everyone, and I finally get it in, and I open a top hatch and the tries to claw me from that. I put a black cloth in with it.
Walking around, get ready to go out. Call Susan S and she picks up after a long time. I ask her if she’s ready and whether I should come over. She says wait.
January 25th, 2018
Out flying big single-line kites. One’s so high it snags a blimp. I work to unsnag it, then it does it again. I work on coming up with a routine to Bohemian Rhapsody.
At someone’s house. Try to go pee, but the bathrooms’ doors stay open and there are people all over. Walk around to the other ones and in the kitchen.
January 23rd, 2018
@30700, in my room. Al B & someone else is out on the roof messing around with fencing-taking it apart and together. I’m trying to clean the room and fixing a bunch of stuff-trying to put a broken chair together. Some guy comes and starts vacuuming-it’s driving me crazy-I cover my ears and start screaming. He doesn’t stop and I start screaming louder. He finally stops, mom comes in, and I tell him to go f&*ck himself and leave.
Tomorrow, not looking forward to tomorrow
I may take a break from this. It’s not like this blog is changing the world, or even being read. Admittedly, that’s not the goal-it’s more like something to spark my memory when I get old. I wrote a thing for the online diary history project back in 2000, saying it’s a way to externalize my life.
Wednesday. More work, then gamelan. Worked out with Matt last night-I’m actually doing this consistently now, and while I don’t know if I’ve lost weight or not, my belly is a little flatter and my pants are a little looser. Tomorrow, church choir-Ian wants me to do percussion, so I need to spend some time drumming.
Friday. Didn’t go to choir practice. W/o w/Matt. Quiet Sat., dishes, laundry, bathrooms next? Bathrooms got done-E tidied her craft bookshelf. Church thing downtown, binz, shop, Super Burrito, home, work on drum thing for church. Bed, up, church-drum thing went well. Home, tidy, shop, M to libe, pick up E, shop, home, cook, w/o, dinner, bad. A little restless, I think, but up, to work-because of MLK Day, the bus-train-train-bus was empty. I was super tired too, still am a bit, even after coffee. Home, still super tired, dinner, etc., to bed earlyish.
Gamelan tonight-pretty mellow otherwise. Rainy, gamelan out early, no choir for me Thurs. It’s Sat., last night was pretty jelly-Matt is down, so he just walked slow, then I worked out. He went to the spa, but got locked out. Gov’t shutdown, woo-hoo. Got Matt’s stuff, Colin went to his GF’s for the day (and Sunday), tidy, Costco-looked at switching phone service, shop, home. Sun-church early-did a percussion thing, took the bus with S (she likes taking the bus), E meeting, $tree, libe, pick up E, home, mall to check out AT&T, shop, home, w/o, dinner, bed, up. I think we’re going with Costco & Sprint. A 2-day work thing at Corp-have to be there at 7:30. ack. I can take one bus from 82nd all the way there.
Feeling odd. Hope I’m not coming down with something. I think it’s more of a malaise thing, rather than physical. Also time to post this-need a new p23s5, and my plod is failing-if I get a new phone, it comes with a pile of ram, so I can ditch the plod.
Tuesday. Rainy. Big surprise there. Did dishes, no laundry, tonight? Maybe E will do it? Watched skiing-I so want to go, but the snowpack is thin this year. Matt’s birthday-he doesn’t like birthdays.
Links. brighter side: nothing. nada. zip. I’m sure it’s out there, but not that I have. Not so bright: Donald Trump’s Mental Fitness Can No Longer Be Ignored, The Death Cult of Trumpism, Five Decades of White Backlash
Page 23, Sentence 5: “Desperate populations flock to racist and nationalistic organizations to place blame on someone or something for their economic plight.”, The Crash of 2016
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January 22nd, 2018
At 30700? just outside the garage, working on a lawnmower with Russ. Pour some gas in, but it leaks out. Take the engine cover off, reassemble it, then pour gas in and it starts. Tell Russ about the gas spilled on the ground.
January 21st, 2018
Go into a restaurant, they’re cleaning up from an event. We sit down and everyone orders, but I want to see a menu-it’s prix fixe, and the waiter brings a hand-written one. I look it over-it’s hard to read, and order the lobster.
January 19th, 2018
A huge flock of geese are flying overhead. A bunch land and we chase them trying to get one to cook. They’re hard to catch, and one is headless, but it’s actually a dog. We give up, sit down and they come around.
January 16th, 2018
In a big room, they’re debating something-it’s crowded. Walk to the front, then to the back. Go out and down a hill to an old building. Show some old lady the place-look under a crawlspace and show her the stained glass further along the building.
January 15th, 2018
Trying to take a bath in a big tub. I try to shoo everyone away. Finally I get undressed and throw my clothes at them.I’m outside trying to fill another tub up and some guys come to look at the bath. I climb up another way, and there are doors and other stuff that were hidden.
In a room, we’re trying to start a reactor. It’s down, and only takes commands from one machine. We gather around, and try to get it going. I get the machine going, and we enter the command. Some guy says we’d better leave, and I feel tingling over one side. I start to walk out.
January 14th, 2018
At a hotel in Santa Monica?, going to the beach to surf. The waves are way far out, paddle out, then there’s none. Paddle back to the hotel and the waves are coming off the cliff backwards. Go back to the place, walk around then into my room. The light switch is complicated and turns on a bunch of sequential tiny lights. Kneel down and try to figure it out.
