Do you believe in the wand or in the mill? One of the reasons Harry Potter is so popular is the allure of the wand: wave it about, and change everything for ever. Transformation, instantaneous and everlasting. Find the trick and poof, you’re all better. When we are in pain, we want to know the… Continue Reading
Tag Archives: self destruction
The view from the side of the road…
This morning I dreamt that I was waiting to be sworn in to my new job as a congressman and while trying to remember the oath, I was mildly embarrassed to realize that I wasn’t quite acquainted with a particular issue that I should have been speaking out on. The feeling in the dream and… Continue Reading
Whirlpool…
Today I contend with the feeling that I’m paddling around in circles with little or no results. One thing about my job that is both a plus and a minus is the fact that I do so many different kinds of things during the day. Today I have had to: consult over graphic design for… Continue Reading
I have a new safeword…
The eepc is now running eeebuntu. After messing around with it on a stickdrive for a while, I decided to bite the bullet and ditch the operating system Asus shipped it with. But this is being written on the desktop. I’m seated in my office chair and Lehigh is perched on the bed, pawing at… Continue Reading
I’ve sat next to hotness…
I’m feeling down these past couple of days: cut off, out of it. And physically a bit wrong. The causes are multiple, but a big one is the fact that Monday was the anniversary of Phil’s death. Along with a couple of other dates in the year, it’s become a spot where I have to… Continue Reading
Something I never really do is cite other blogs in this blog but my weekly perusal of productivity sites brought me face to screen with this post, and it seemed to crystallize part of why I’ve been feeling so iffy lately. In my daily life I am blessed with really, really good friends. And this… Continue Reading
Weekend
It is oh so difficult to not turn on the TV right now. Sunday morning, sunlight streaming in and I’m in bed, chilled. Winter has arrived. Actually went through my voice mail just now and listened to my messages and returned calls. Some were 27 days old, unreturned. I think I read some where that… Continue Reading
Apres…
…therapy, and before tonight’s “Slidefest” an event which I had to curate this week because I had kept putting it off. Thank goodness I know some very patient artists who consented to come and present work tonight. Otherwise things would be looking pretty pathetic. In the 45 minutes of downtime, I’ve knocked out a drawing… Continue Reading
my first meme
Age:43 Boyfriend: only exes at this point – god bless ‘em Chore you hate: was trained to hate the very concept of “chore” by my family (not intentionally) to my current regret Dad’s name: Nayland Essential make-up item: gloom Favorite actress: Mink Stole Gold or silver: aluminum, rubber, cotton duck Hometown: NYC Instruments you play:… Continue Reading
Mid aft slump
Past the burnout of the past couple of days. Overslept this morning, but that left me in a much better mood than previously. Obviously I needed it. There are still many things to take care of on the rapidly-approaching horizon, but at least my conciousness doesn’t seem as sporadic as yesterday. One thing I forgot… Continue Reading