They cleaned my clock…
Despite wining a few hands, I got my ass handed to me today at the poker table. We don’t play high stakes but I ended the day down thirteen bucks on a table with a ten dollar buy-in. Of course the real point is companionship and being around hot folks smoking cigars, so it was worth drubbing to get that. And the pressure of hosting at my hovel made me bear down and get more cleaning done. I wish I could reconcile myself to the fact that my house keeping style is episodic. Things will slide for a while (a long while) and then I’ll get back to pulling it together. Over the years, things have gotten cleaner and more organized on the whole. That’s hard to see in the short run however, and when there’s a specific part that is getting on my nerves and I can’t take action on it, it feels excruciating.
The weekends of solitude are good for getting me going: after a couple of days I seem to gather momentum and take on projects in a way that I can’t when I’m coming and going. This weekend I did a couple of things I’ve been contemplating for months and months.
Right now I’d love to watch “The Eyes of Laura Mars”. Sad thing is, I think I own it on dvd, but I couldn’t tell you where it is exactly. That’s the signal that I’ve got a lot more work to do.
My favorite scene is when Rene Auberjonois pulls his “Lloyd Bridges” face…
Chris Hughes
13 Oct 09 at 2:30 am