Wednesday, April 2, 2003
I managed to restrain myself from doing another silly April Fool joke this year. Barely. . .
The shrill screeds of the ultra-patriots are getting louder. I'm hearing variations of that time-dishonored phrase "America, love it or leave it." It never ceases to amaze me how narrow-minded and smiplistic in their thinking most people in this country are.
Jessica Lynch is free, two broken legs, a broken arm, and multiple bullet wounds. Those inconveniences will probably make her one of the biggest celebrities from this state since Soupy Sales, Don Knotts, and Chris Sarandon. Did I mention Jennifer Garner, David Selby, An Magnuson, and Tim Conway?
Thursday, April 3, 2003
I recently got a cordless optical mouse. I love it. It works so much smoother than my old corded mouse with a ball. The only problem with it so far is that the new software it installed is slightly different than the older software and now the scroll wheel doesn't work in certain applications, the text editor I use to do my web page work being one of them. Oh well. . .
I had a busy day today and it looks like an even busier one tomorrow. That's okay though. I like busy days. I need to remember to stop by Pro Art at some point and get a cross-brace for this big canvas I'm about to stretch.
We got a new battery for the Voyager today. It starts a lot better now. Since it is a Voyager and the spacecraft that got augmented and sent back to Earth to seek its creator in the first Start Trek movie was a Voyager and called itself "V-ger" I'm going to do a license plate for the front that says "V-ger". Gotta find a place for my "No Aliens" stickers too.
Friday, April 4, 2003
Another busy day, but I don't feel like I accomplished anything -- I did no art whatsoever, that's probably why I feel that way. I did stretch a 34 X 44 canvas and painted the V-ger license plate, but that doesn't count.
The war, the economy. It all has me down. Spring isn't helping much. I enjoy the beautiful colors and the warmer weather, but the pollen and the sudden dips of temperature wear me down, too. "April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of that dead land. . ."
April is National Poetry Month.
Saturday, April 5, 2003
Don't forget to set your clocks forward one hour tonight. Once again Baghdad time is eight hours ahead instead of the nine it has been since the first of the month.
It looks like the American people are willing to believe this is a just war whether WMD are found or not. They still believe there is a connection between 9/11 and Saddam, and there's not. I guess the right wing tactic works -- if you repeat a lie you want to be true enough times, it becomes true. People! Resist!
Monday, April 7, 2003
Ann & I both got haircuts today. Mine's too short. I have to drive to Morgantown and back tomorrow to deliver her there for a 4-day purchasing conference. Fun.
Tuesday, April 8, 2003
Long drive today -- 326 miles round trip. I enjoyed it somewhat, except for the drenching downpour on the way back. I talked to Ann after I got back. She said it hadn't rained there at all. I should have spent the night!
The van acted up a couple of times on the way up to Morgantown, and started almost immediately once I got on the interstate. However, a few miles down the line, almost at the first Fairmont exit it stopped and didn't hiccup once the rest of the way home. I'm getting 17 MPG in the city and 21 MPG on the highway. I'm tickled to death. The Oldmobile was lucky to get 12 MGP highway.
My friend Katonya is in a play this weekend. "The Cotton Patch Gospel." I'm going to try to catch it. My leg is doing well enough I feel comfortable going out in public again. I got some new clothes to fit my slightly larger girth, having been almost totally inactive for over eight months. It should be good.
Thursday, April 10, 2003
Why are the Turks so dead set against the Kurds acheiving any kind of autonomy? Is it just because of territorial concerns? I think it's something deeper. According to the Bible, the Middle East is the birthplace of mankind. Perhaps the tribal nature of early mankind is still congenital to the people of the area, whereas it has been mutated to a lesser intensity in the diasphora of peoples who have migrated to other areas of the earth, some more, some less. The continuation of war, particularly in the Middle East, is based in tribal feelings. I see it even in the cliques here in the United States. We all seem to operate on an "Us vs. Them" basis. If we are to ever have real peace and a forward leap in our evolutionary progress, we will have to overcome this somehow. Where is the black monolith when we need one?
Saturday, April 12, 2003
What makes computer games or video gaming system games so much more expensive than regular games, like Monopoly, Scrabble, Life, and the like? They cost less to produce, to ship, to store. Why should we have to pay $50.00 for a CD with a game on it and only $15.00 for a deluxe edition board game? And why are these little arcade and puzzle games so disproportionately expensive compared to full-blown "first-person shooter" type games. Seems to me there's something wrong in Gamesville.
Sunday, April 13, 2003
Today was a great day. The weather was fantastic. The front lawn (garden) is starting to look nice. The one rhododendron died and the other one has some dead branches. I suspect this may be its last year. If it dies, too, I think I'll replace it with azeleas or something more exotic. The tulips are going great, as are the grape hyacinths. The daffodils have died off pretty much. The coronation gold yarrow is bushing up nicely along with the herb that produces the pretty purple flowers and the Russian sage. I want to figure out what to plant out back soon. I'm certain only of tomatoes.
Quote of the Day: "They'll tell you that the darkness is a blessing in disguise, or you'll never have to notice if you're sighted or you're blind. And they'll do their best to keep you from the light." -- Janice Ian
I went to Holly's mom's art studio/gallery yesterday afternoon. I need to work on putting up a show there. I've been working on a lot of different things lately, art-wise.
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
"I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind. It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind. I'll go strolling through a fairyland of love, and you can come with me and see the beauty of: Tuesday Afternoon." -- Justin Hayward, The Moody Blues, "Tuesday Afternoon."
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Lately I have very little to say. I have a new issue of "23" to think about. I've got material for it. I just need to knuckle down and put it together. I'm depressed. Bush Lite first declared war on Iraq, now he's threatening Syria and waging class war on those of us who don't make six figure incomes. Is he so stupid he doesn't understand how the economy works or is he so mean that he wants to see widespread misery?
Friday, April 18, 2003
We've had a few near-80 degree days in a row now. Last night it started raining and today is unlikely to hit 70. Ah! Spring!
Two evenings ago, I went outside and found a broken lawnmower ensconced in between my van and the apartment building next door. I have no idea where it came from; probably someone abandoning it on my property instead of trying to push it home using the broken handle, then disposing of it properly. People are lazy and rude. Yesterday evening, someone was walking by and asked Ann about the mower. She told him he could have it. Problem solved!
Is it just me or does MSNBC's Mike Taibbi look vaguely like and sound remarkably like Steve Allen? Steve? You been foolin' around?
My granddaughter was here for a visit yesterday. She's getting to be such a toddler! Her knees and elbows are scuffed, but her spirit and enthusiasm are totally unmarred. What a kid!
Monday, April 21, 2003
I took the weekend off. So, sue me! Just kidding. I've had a full and miserable couple of days. While my broken parts have been doing better, I've just generally felt lousy. This has to be the most beautiful spring I can remember, but it comes at a cost. The flowers and trees are magnificent and long-lasting, and May has yet to be. My allergies are probably the worst they've ever been, too, and with my overall general arthritis and the new orthopedic alterations to my body the ups and downs in temperature, barometric pressure and humidity and the precipitation have caused me no end of discomfort.
I have been working on art, however.
Quote of the Day: "I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." -- Anais Nin (1903-1977)
So many people still believe that the destination is the point. It's not; the journey is. It's not the product that matters, but the process. Without the process, the journey, the end product or destination would ring hollow as any bell. It is not in certitude that we find wisdom, but in progress in spite of doubt. We are not static beings, set in the unwavering truth, but seekers, desperately searching for just a glimmer, a mere indication that what we believe is reasonable. If we hang tight to our current piece of flotsam, when it is dragged under, we will drown in rigid thought. If we allow ourselves to be open and to be able to abandon dogma as the ridiculousness of it is revealed, then we shall truly be saved, washed, not in the blood of anything or anyone, but in the clear, pure water of intellectual clarity.
Friday, April 25, 2003
It's been a hectic and lackluster week. I've got some paintings in a gallery in South Charleston. I'm hoping to generate some interest. It'd be nice to sell a few of them. The gallery (my son's SO's mom's) and some of the other businesses on D Street are having a "night out" event. Sean and his friend Orion will be performing as "Kewb." It should be interesting.
Quote of the Day: "Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Dubya, you know, Bush Lite, as much as admitted that Iraq has no WMD (Weapons of Mass Destruction). That was pretty much the whole of the reason for invading Iraq. Bush should be impeached, along with all his inner circle and they should be charged with war crimes. This whole war was wrong, and the unintended consequences will plague us for years to come. It may be a good thing to be rid of Saddam Hussein and his Ba'ath party henchmen, but again it might not be the optimal solution to the problem of Iraq. Time will tell.
Monday, April 28, 2003
I'm fresh from my quarterly doctor's appointment. I go to see the nutritionist Wednesday. I have to lose weight. Perhaps getting the input of a nutritionist will help. The resident suggested oats and red wine. Those I can do. Dr. Morris suggested sushi. That, I have problems with. It's not the raw fish that bothers me, it's the cold rice. Something about cold rice. . .
I really wish my leg would heal so I could start walking for exercise again. I've gained about 20 pounds since I broke my leg. It's all due to not getting enough exercise. I try, but it's painful and walking about 1/2 mile an hour isn't very strenuous exercise.
Quote of the Day: "I have never been able to conceive how any rational being could propose happiness to himself from the exercise of power over others." -- Thomas Jefferson
I have decided to let "23" die. I need to spend my time and energy on other things. I'd like to continue with it, but it's getting very little return for the effort. The problem is entirely me. I'm not able to adequately advertise its existence and it garners no financial reward, so it will have to slip into history.
Tuesday, April 29, 2003
Planting season is upon us. We went to Wally World and got some tomato and pepper plants. I have a small vial full of habanero seeds, too. I got a couple bags of potting soil. I'll probably start them tomorrow. This time I'll not cook them in the sun. Nutritionist appointment tomorrow. . .
The streets and roads around here are the worst I can remember them. The Neocons are trying to do away with the 40-hour work week, eliminate overtime, get rid of taxes and government programs. These people are nuts. Not only are they trying to kill off the bill of rights, but are trying their best to negate the principles espoused in the preamble to the constitution. Well, Mildred, how do you like the dictatorship so far?
Wednesday, April 30, 2003
My appointment with the nutritionist went well. She's also a massage therapist. Quite an interesting young lady. I think I can live with the diet recommendations she gave me. It's not going to be easy, but I can do it.
It's hot in here. It's only 64 degrees outside, but the heat stayed longer inside. It was above 75 downstairs and up here it has to be even warmer. Maybe I'll sweat off a pound or three.
I want to come up with some things to sell on eBay. I've been thinking about it, but no luck so far. Maybe now that my appointments are done I can rest some tomorrow and let my leg recuperate and this weekend I'll think of something.