1 Weekend live. Weekend jive.
2 Here are some thoughts and kind words that drifted to my head at various times this past weekend:
3 Saturday:
4 It's almost 2:30 p.m. I've spent the entire weekend in a prison whose walls I helped build.
5 Brick and mortar, metaphorically speaking.
6 Mid-afternoon I find myself taking a break from grading papers and organizing the entire paper chase.
7 I can't break through these bars of steel. They are real, and loom high above me.
8 I once again chose Paul McCartney's Rockshow as background noise on the ear buds. It's sort of the lava lamp of ear-bud music. Familiar yet easy to ignore.
9 I'm once again blasting me some old movie on the eternal teevee candle.
10 That fire never seems to stop burning.
11 Nobody's home.
12 Imagine the trouble I can get into!
14 Any teacher will tell you that the worst part of the job is grading everything. It dominates the year. This explains the time off for good behavior in the summer.
15 If I were Grandma Moses, I would have painted enough paintings to cover Aruba seventeen times over already this year.
16 How you feeelin', you feelin' goood? Want more randomness? Here go:
17 Know what movie is playing on teevee this time?
18 The Great Escape. Steve McQueen.
19 I can't MAKE this stuff up. It's on REELZ.
20 A commercial just came on for Macy's Columbus Day Sale.
21 We should boycott every organization that so much as mentions Columbus Day.
22 It's 2013 and they haven't figured out that Columbus was a genocidal maniac?
23 Yeesh.
24 Isn't that akin to having a Hitler week? We salute maniacs and dictatorial idiots? Really?
25 Sorry. Shame on you Macy's, and all other stores promoting this. Shame on you.
26 Just trying to make a point. It's a darned good comparison if you ask me.
27 Moving on, Part One: Anybody lookin'?
28 I don't care. Not on that one. We should be ashamed of that one. I get tired of watching people "celebrate" Columbus Day. It's a disgrace.
29 Moving on, Part Two: I did get a chance to break away on Saturday afternoon and visit my daughter Nicoley, who just moved into a better place, and even had her Halloween stuff artistically displayed. Instant home, and such a comfort. It looked warm and fun, and is should be a great place during the seasons.
30 It looked cozy and comfortable. It also was the first place I played my new used guitar. I bought one the other day while chilling at Guitar Showcase, one of my fave places on Earth.
31 I went in for a mic stand and came out with this fun little guitar. I needed one for school. It's a cheap but lovely Jay Turser, for those who care about such things. That's it floating around item 19.
32 Nicole's place looked so wonderful, and has awesome floors and acoustics. It all worked! I enjoyed the afternoon at her place, loved the artistic way she and Helene made it look cozy. I just strummed stuff, and both Phoebe and Rocky seemed to love the joint.
33 I swooned at how fun it all was to laugh and to be away from the prison of my own making.
34 <Did I REALLY write that on Saturday? Too much Poe, if you ask me. Guy was a screwball.>
35 I eventually had to get back, and went 'til well past midnight grading stuff, planning stuff, and making myself exhausted.
36 This continued into yesterday. Here are all the thoughts I wrote down yesterday:
37 Sunday:
38 Yum. Helene's meat loaf kicked ass.
39 I haven't had meat loaf in about a hundred years.
40 Golly, those tree guys did a swell job of getting removing that huge, scary tree from our front, and trimming the one near the driveway.
41 Nobody's gonna want to read about this stuff on Monday.
42 Seriously those guys were beasts. And they shaped the tree artistically so it now has this awesome imbalance.
43 Grandma Moses would have painted this had she the right colors.
44 Why am I so ungreen? I went to the store about six times this weekend, and in six-out-of six times I forgot the bag on my front seat.
45 Which is all fine and good, but the clerks seem to want to break the San Jose record for most things they can possibly stuff into a ten-cent bag.
46 No regard for the person trying to get those things out to a car.
47 They also look down their noses at me because I'm clearly the guy causing the overbagging of the Earth.
48 Dude. Just give me light bags. I'll take care of the Earth later. I'm generally pretty good at most environmental things.
49 AnywayZ...
50 Anybody lookin'?
51 Nurse Ratched just came into the room in her underpants and threatened to give me a massive wedgie if I don't stop writing this stuff.
52 She disappeared just as mysteriously, but made it so that every single time I type it turns bold.
53 I'm convinced it's just me forgetting to turn off the bold switch.
54 O I am too bold!
55 I just saw a Fiat commercial that had a crab pinching a bunch of chicks in the back seat of a Fiat.
56 Anybody lookin'?
57 I been listening to Fleetood Mac's The Dance during this portion of the DN.
58 Lindsay Buckingham's My Little Demon came on just a minute ago.
59 Perfect ending to an insane weekend of being imprisoned. My little demon is comin' after me.
60 Gottago.
61 Silver Springs. The very lovely Stevie Nicks enters the scene at just the right time.
62 Bewitching. Enchanting. Magical.
63 Have a great day. Fly low.
64 See you again.
65 Peace.
~H~
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