Dream

Meet my cat, The Clueless Wonder. Hard to believe he was a rescue kitty from the streets of West Philthy. I got him as a companion for my mother, and he boomeranged back to me shortly before her death last year.

Gads, I can’t remember the last time I saw Mary Poppins. I do remember the first time – I was eight years old and my whole family went to the drive-in movie. I remember in particular Dick van Dyke’s penguin dance and the bird woman scene. ABC Family is playing it now, and while I…

No, the heater in my office is still not working. The temperature when I walked in this morning was 31°F(-1°C). We’re up to 48°F (9°C) right now, thanks to Mr. Sun, but there’s no sign of getting any artificial assistance to the all-natural BTU’s we’re getting at the moment. I have a space heater sitting…

This is one of those moments when I’m more acutely aware of the march of time. I’m sitting in a lounge outside a campus library. The lounge is a peculiar set up, where the hallway widens into a bulge, filled with chairs that are designed to keep my feet about two inches above the floor…

So here we go. Another woebegone orphan entry, devoid of context, with no promise of a more prompt follow-up. Europe was great. We drove a lot, saw Nice, stayed in Barcelona, ate well, drank too much (on my liver, anything is too much, and I definitely surpassed that limit). My really good digital camera decided…

… I miss my mind the most. This week so far: Tuesday: I was supposed to get blood work done. I forgot. I thought it was NEXT Tuesday. Still waiting for fall-out over that one. Wednesday: Spent all afternoon waiting for The Socialist’s Aunt Artist and Uncle Oregon to call. They never did. I got…