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Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes.  I'm starting a new blog because
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I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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| COUNTDOWN Last day till August  100 degrees today. Flag limp. Later, breezy. Outside... inside it's hot and stuffy. Doing as little as possible. Wrote: "Moonpies on Mars"  and "Along the Po [52] [~530 words]" . Don't have anywhere to send either at the moment. Tuna patty, pork patty, swiss cheese, coffee. I'm doing okay. 2 days till August Having problems in the morning. Due to the heat? Anxiety? Uncertainty? Took shower before going to bed, but not sure that helps. Saturday = market day. Need to find a cool place to hang. BP 161/82 pulse 62. Could be part of my problem. Later: 145/79 pulse 69. To Beholden: "Once a rat, always a rat... unless you are furry and can fly... then you're a squirrel. To all aliens: it's the humans I'd be more wary of. Signed,  "To Diane: "19th: I think I last read James [NT]. 20th: Just ask [for help]. 21st: Humans can justify (make excuses) and sanctify (legitimize) anything... and misuse Scripture to prove it. (Yes, I know that that's cynical). 22nd: Better to write a religious entry capturing the essence but avoiding these cliche words (like the Taboo contest). Not sure what a good prompt would be... 'my personal journey'? That, or use the words in an unconventional way... a recipe for moonpies on Mars? [Write an entry using these words: cross, God, Bible, tree, Spirit, garden, and sky.]" To M. le Cyril at YCC re chosing to fly: "I have no other option. I make choices. I don't have a TV, Netflix, a car, a/c, fancy toys that everyone else can't live without. I don't do bottled water, order on-line or do delivery. I stay in hostels, mix with people from all over the world, interact with locals as much as I can. Speak Spanish fluently and French-Portuguese-Norwegian poorly. I don't stay in resorts, play at casinos, shop at Prada, go to amusement parks. I crunched numbers last year. It was cheaper to stay in Oslo (I've been many times and know how to pinch a krone) than Mississippi where there's little public transportation and no hostels. Even getting there wasn't that much cheaper. When I go to Thailand for one month (hopefully this October/November) I'll spend less money than most spend on a cruise or a week in Orlando. Going to a Thai restaurant or watching Thai TV lakorn isn't the same thing as visiting Khon Kaen, Maha Sarakham or Chaiyaphum in Isan (NE Thailand). As a writer, I need all the senses, not just audio-visual and I want to understand the culture, not just snap photos of Bangkok. I can't do that at home. I want to make about 4-8 trips/year (I prefer 2 months but my body isn't as supportive or amused), but in this touristy, rapidly gentrifying town folks fly between homes, work, summer homes every weekend. That's not me. Butterfly Herbs: raspberry-cardamom shake, a cinnamon roll from Irina, lots of water, advice from Lundi. When I got home I sat with Dirk in the shade (I didn't have my fob). Hot but pleasant. When we went to go in, door wasn't locked... oh well. 98 degrees at 7 pm. Tomorrow?  Have my fob now as Bry found it. Watching "Vice Versa". 80 degrees at 22:30. Too hot inside to sleep well. 3 days till August 86 degrees before noon. It could reach 100 today, tomorrow, Sunday, Monday... Found old poem. I really was a better writer years ago. In "On Mersenne Prime" Futon, frame and another piece of furniture are gone. Very hard to let go. It's necessary to let go. So... Bry is a writer of short stories. I really liked "Little America". Her wife's name is Katrina, so I had to read "I, Katrina". "I, Katrina" 98 degrees at 4:30 pm. Okay now... 9th inning and 'my' Orioles are winning! 6-2 middle of the 9th. 82 degrees at 22:00. I feel sticky. Gasoline: $4.39/gallon = falling. 4 days till August Paid for my p.o. box. Due every July. Yes, it's double what it was 10 years ago. No, I don't have twice the income. No, I don't know whether I'll be here next year (or even alive). Yes, it had to be done by tomorrow. Yes, it's a relief to have it out of the way. I told Robert: "I agree with the general idea of "if you live below your means, you'll always have enough." I live below my means and part of the problem is recognizing I have enough. So... I hired someone to help me clean. It's slow but we're making progress. I also 'hire' pilots to fly the plane, train, bus. What I save on not having a car (maintenance, taxes, gasoline) allows me to travel while I'm still vertical. I live on so 'little' (less than most folks) but I'm not poor! I know what poverty is..." Leather bag has a new home! Jay works with leather. Gave see-through (like a slide) postcard to Angie. Gasoline 4.54/gallon. Temp 93 at 14:30. Hot and rising. BP: 129/69; pulse 68. Do I believe that? I feel okay... so maybe. Very stressed out this morning. Not as bad as yesterday though. My anxiety needs to abate. To Stik: "Algebra should be taught as soon as a child can learn it (much younger than curriculums now advise) and Maths aren't the only subjects disrespected. I would like to see them teach Anthropology in grade 7-9 instead of optional (and poo-pooed) at the university level. There is so much ignorance out there about other cultures. Dinosaur bones may be neat but gender/family/death/birth... oh so many variable aspects of daily human life are reduced to 'norms' (as practiced by powerful people of the dominant culture). "Oh, but it's not relevant in MY life" is the cry of those who stereotype various minorities." 5 days till August It was 94 degrees at 6 pm. Shopped in the morning. Cottage cheese on sale and I bought mac&cheese for ~60 cents/box. Bought Amish butter as well, as the cheap stuff costs almost as much. Bry came by and we moved the futon&frame into the hall. It frees up lots of space. Feeling less overwhelmed at the moment. I may or may not get to contests... focus is elsewhere. The heat? I'm okay as long as I don't move. 6 days till August 70 degrees at 9 am. Gonna be hot today. I'm feeling okay at the moment but no motivation. I responded to Ned: "I usually tell folks how I am... if I can figure that out. I mean: Depression: not great, not bad. Anxiety: up and down. I need to do stuff and the heat is draining me. Once done, anxiety will abate. Teeth: lost one but it's easier to eat now! Legs: iffy. Breathing: so-so. I huff&puff up 42 steps. Back: okay if I don't do anything to annoy it. Very bad a couple weeks ago. Sleep: not wonderful. Better when I travel. Dust: very dry, I sneeze, dry mouth, itchy eyes. Friends worry that I'm losing weight. I think I'm at a plateau and want to lose more. But... it's nice that they are monitoring me as I'm struggling. Overall? I'm doing okay. So that's what I usually say: I'm okay." 87 and rising at 2:25. Sat with Kathy, Nancy, Pat... shrimp po-boy for lunch; cole slaw was very good. Going through pens and plastic bags. I didn't realize how many bags I had! Spoke with Michael and Jay tonight about leather, cookies, teeth, futon and frame. I want that futon and frame gone. It takes up too much space. Beautiful sunset. 76 degrees at 22:33. Stuffy inside. Fan barely helping. 7 days till August My least favorite time of year (in the US). It's Guanacaste Day in Costa Rica. 10 years ago I took a picture of the president of CR in Nicoya; but, I was too shy to speak with her. Felt cold in the early morning. Covered myself! Now 65 degrees at 10:15. Body is cranky again in spite of late night hot shower. I'd blame my age but that's just an excuse. My lack of daily exercise is the more likely culprit. I look around... and feel overwhelmed. Lots of empty boxes but still too much to sort. Bry comes at 2 pm. Meatloaf is served at 11:30. I have an hour to do something. We sorted out shirts last time and that was helpful. I don't like being shirtless but being pantless is worse, so I want to go through some pants before Bry gets here. My wash dried over night. Everything is hung or folded. I'm somewhat recognized as a writer here. Barely acknowledged in town where I live. Most friends and family ignore that aspect of me. At times I've felt invisible. Unfortunately, it seems to be a common issue with writers. 32°C at 17:00. 22% humidity. Not bad but I have stuff to do and dislike heat. It's hot inside. Bry came and we made a bit of progress. She'll be back Wednesday. Gave her copy #14 of "Where grows the compost heap" .One of the perks of rummaging through old papers, books and odds-and-ends is finding 'stuff'. I used an elastic band recycled from Haines underwear as a head band. Tickled Dylan all pink and aquamarine. 82 degrees and almost 9 pm. I'm eager for the temp to go down. Plummet would be nice. Highlight of the evening? Michael brought me snickerdoodles. Must rewrite and submit: "Teeth-of-the-lions [49] ~275 words" 5938 |
18 juillet  Nice morning but afternoon will be gusty and won't get as hot as yesterday. Average this week will be 92/55. Excellent rafting and tubing weather. I don't do either. 🦩 The business below my window has pink flamingo tubes. They go in groups. Flocks? Heat in England and France ... death toll will be high. 9 am. Coffee and a piece of cake. Bry comes at 2. My nerves are already shot. There is no reason for my anxiety to be so high. We've made progress. Stuff has got to go. Yesterday's bp reading: 134/77 with a pulse of 74. In other words, okay. To Gemini: "I'm not big into commercialism nor consumerism. I'm sorta anti-brand. WhamMart, Ammazzon, McBurger, Starbooks... a ka-ching everytime someone mentions them... so why bother to complain? Because the local market, coffee shop, drugstore, diner can't compete and local businesses fail. Food desert? Dear Americans... if you cannot walk to pick up groceries you live in a food desert. Our city won the rights to our water in court. We.had.to.go.to.court. Let that sink in." 69 degrees with a breeze. Didn't get much above 72 today. It will be warm the next 10 days. Bry got the old computer down to the dumpster. Threw out some shoes. Shelves looking better. What to do tomorrow? Bulky stuff, dusty stuff. Papers are a real problem. I'd like to get rid of the futon and frame. Laxmi is back after a month. Down to 58 degrees at midnight. 19 juillet I've run out of steam. Making Ethiopian coffee with fennel so... very fragrant. Will be hot this week. Staring at ceiling won't get work done. Need to figure out what to do next and then how to go from there. I have lots of boxes to go through, but I don't need help doing that other than maybe getting through two/day. I need to reset objectives and reset the overall goal. I need hooks... Place looks trashed. I know better but until more stuff goes out I'm moving it around. That said, there's been progress. Ate lunch, sat with Laxmi. Teeth gave me problems. Bry and I went through clothes. Looking for fit, stains, tears... She'll come back Monday. My goal is to go through 2 boxes/day. I felt very weak around 6. Had to move stuff off bed to lie down. Landslide = more work. Sneezing and eyes hurt. 66 degrees at 11 pm. Not cooling down quick enough imho. 20 juillet 90 at 4 pm. I'm worn out. Only went to market and God's Waiting Room today. Sat with Robin and Laxmi. Gasoline down to $4.69. I responded to QotD: "I read everybody's answers. Some were quite amusing.  I'd go with those who quoted their cats: "we wants, we needs, we demands — staff." Seriously.  No joke.  I have money... plenty in fact, but not because I have great income (I'm just at poverty level) but because I refuse to spend it and do without... like I have for years. People do not understand how I can travel ... I can travel because all other wants are put to the side and I neglect my own needs. I need staff. The question begs for frivolous answers, but I'm not frivolous, even when I'm wearing a neon-orange or candy-apple-red shirt with my green bell-bottom polyester pants (think 70s). All second-hand. Add my white vest and I'm a walking Irish  or Italian  flag. So... lots of money? Maybe move to a place without 42 stairs, with a cross-breeze, my own bathroom... a small town with a train/bus stop I can walk to in Taiwan/Portugal/Norway that connects me to an airport would do." I took a nap. Feel much better but no energy. I'm eating greasy rice. I'll start noticing the shortening daylight soon. Unfortunately, the heat will persist. 90s forecast all week. Hard to be one with people who wish me dead... just saying. Hogg versus Biggs: https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/video-of-david-hogg-blasting-committee-on-guns... The whirl and swirl at the playground, a merry-go-round I want to get off. The letting go and the sprawl as my face hits the ground, the soiled clothes, my frown turning upside down. I'm free. Free of the endless circle, the vortex pulling me down, free to fly to another yard, a garden full of flowers, far away from the bee-stings and bruises that defined me. One last go-around I said to everyone. And I meant it. fifth floor rooftop watching the fireflies blink on and off while you hold me forever ... through hail and blizzards as city lights fade in the fog as seasons of dust or frost become blurred like papers shuffled then tossed to the skies... if you guard my coccoon long enough maybe i'll transform and sprout wings... oh, to glide through the fireflies float over this concrete jungle return to the sun Finally down to 72... outside... at 10:32. It's still warm inside my two rooms, and stuffy even with the fan on. I'm fine as long as I don't move. Dylan liked my chocolate-lavender cake and returned my bowl. He only has 3 bowls? Well I gave him a set of two plates, three matching bowls and four mugs. He gave me Yorkshire black tea. We both happy. 21 juillet Quiver: https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/opinion/the-untold-truth-of-quiverfull-christiani... Quaver: intransitive verb. 1 : tremble. 2 : trill. 3 : to utter sound in tremulous tones. The sons and daughters may quaver but the patriarch and his womb-on-loan seek a quiverfull. I left rather than disobey. I shall not marry Michelle. I'd rather service a sow. Is she that bad? No... she's quite nice but she wants a quiverfull and my life isn't being bound to a bed full of babies. You don't like women? Yes, I do. My aunt showed me how. I liked it a lot. But, I want a helpmate not just a church with her legs spread apart waiting to be blessed. I have better things to do. Margaret Atwood did it as well as anyone. That's dystopian to moi. 87 degrees at 14:30 but only 17% humidity. We are under fire alerts. Other than that? Pleasant if one doesn't exert oneself. Saw Angie and Billie Jo. Wise River: The squadron gathered at the edge of the glade. It had been slim pickings the last week, but dinner had just arrived. ... The dawn woke him up. He went out to pee. No signs of the red-suckers. He decided to move the jeep. No juice. Keeping the a/c going had drained the battery... Should check my contest list. Darleen has put her "Dark Dreamscapes" contest on hiatus... hopefully only till October, but a lack of interest is killing all types of contests. I'm concerned about those who run them. 89 degrees. Am I losing my battles? Are they worth fighting? Is this merely a transition into the next stage? What will that look like... https://www.msn.com/en-us/lifestyle/relationships/its-infuriating-how-fly-by-nig... 92 degrees at 5:15. Lavender-fennel-Ethiopian-Coffee... and a cheeseburger (muenster on beef) And now I should write about the color yellow for Schnujo? At least that's an easy prompt. Jaundiced comes to mind, as does sunny, yellowed with age (me?), go slow, eggyolk, happiness, drop dead, motivated by fun, cowardly, envy, jealousy and betrayal (France/Germany), pornography (China), mourning (Egypt), wealth (Japan, Africa... which countries?), lucky color for Monday (Thai)... 86 degrees at 9 pm. It will cool... eventually. Flag has been limp most of the day. Me too. On FB, Linda Visman posted: "A THOUGHT FOR TODAY: There are stars whose radiance is visible on Earth though they have long been extinct. There are people whose brilliance continues to light the world though they are no longer among the living. These lights are particularly bright when the night is dark. They light the way for humankind. -Hannah Senesh, poet, playwright, and paratrooper (17 Jul 1921-1944)" https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/india-patient-airlifted-from-us-in-26-hour-... 22 juillet Spoke to my sister. Harebells and Mittens, a white-whiskered black kitten. Only 65 at 9:30 but it'll go up to 90? My world is very small... 85 degrees at 4 pm. Gasoline $4.59. Sat with Dalton, Don, Laxmi, Willie. Scored a chicken salad sandwich. Jamie is back and Kathi is on her way. BP: 160/89, pulse 69. Not good. Marshall Shepherd @DrShepherd2013 "I was told to GFY because someone apparently disagrees with my latest Forbes piece on Lake Mead.. so Gonna Find Yogurt :) Wow, it's that serious for some behind the keyboard armor. Bless their hearts." Only 85 at 7? Temp will fall below 60 tonight but my room is always toasty. I had trouble connecting to WDC this evening but not elsewhere... still, internet at thisend has been iffy. Two beef burgers tonight. Not the way to lose weight. A drabble: I'm here to return a heart. We don't... It's slightly worn and very tired, but it still beats. We... ...don't accept hearts. I know. This place operates without one. ... Don't look so shocked. I used to live here. I had to leave just to find a heart. None for sale or rent within 100 miles. We... like it that way. I understand. But this heart is special. Why? Oh... don't look so afraid. I traced it back to it's owner. ... It once belonged to you. © Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.47] (22.juli.2022) Might change title to "Returns". In "One beat [47]" 23 juillet 53 degrees at 07:45. Fui a la feria. Un pastel de frambuesa y un saco de cerezas. Butterfly Herbs: un batido de fresa. I went home and lay down. Very weak. Agora... cafecito!Under the headline, "The President Who Stood Still on Jan. 6," The Wall Street Journal editorial board harshly criticized the former president. Gyrate/Slump:  24 juillet  67 degrees at 11 am. It would sure be nice to get some sprinkles. 100 is back in the forecast but that's not abnormal for late July, early August. There's some smoke in the air but not bad. I made progress with boxes yestereve. Need to do more. I'm at the stage where I want it to be done... but it's not. Cherries  . Rainers are red/yellow, meaty. Late this year. To Norma Jean: "I live alone, so I tell folks if I'm really sick." Good news flash: thunder = showers. Ah... a stiff breeze from the east. It's only 65 degrees at 11:30! It's supposed to hit 100 this week and I melt in the heat. I have loads of uncluttering/cleaning left to do and the heat drains me. I've been resting a lot, too much napping imho. Temp has fallen to 60 degrees at 1 pm.  and still raining.  8 pm. sunshine and warmed up to 80. I lost a tooth today. Khlui (Thai flute): 69 degrees at 22:00. Pleasant... outside. Did my wash. I hope it's dry by noon. |
| 11 It's Caleb's birthday. Just called his father, no answer. Supposed to be sunny all week. Days over 90 predicted. Today is Meatloaf Monday at God's Waiting Room. Time to turn NPR on? Got meatloaf. Kathi had me speak to Bree... so we meet Thursday. Hopefully she can help resolve a major issue. Books... who wants books? Got small boxes to move them out. Box #1: 13 books gone. Goal: 100. It's 2 p.m. 79 degrees. 3 p.m. 81 with a breeze. Very pleasant outside. 100 in the forecast for Saturday now. Sunday afternoon Twirl to the sound of the machine, the swish of shirts begging to be clean, the cleansing of the day long before sunset. The swirl of thoughts create an unheard thunder throbbing in my head; the urge to scream stifled by the need to stay calm. Let the blanket of grey part before sunrays. Pray that they block the burn. © Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.44] (10.juli.2022) Recycling the words Door steps, used as bricks, kicked, dropped, a wall of words built from faded tomes, call it a library or a pile of clutter, a treasure trove for bookworms and lost thughts. What's bought can be resold; what's free, gifted to others, those brothers and mothers who inhale their fragrance, caress those coffee-stained pages, imbibe their wisdom. © Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.45] (11.juli.2022) “I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them.” -Andy Bernard 12 86°F at 2:22... and rising. Watching the January 6th committee. Earlier: Box#2: took 12 books to God's Waiting Room. Goal: 25/100. Sat with Don and others. Both burrito and stew were very good. Task: clear off counter and table. Find where things go. Put them there! 93 degrees with 19% humidity at 7 pm. But not oppressive. Not making good headway with cleaning today. Books... don't ask about books. Anyone want some books? January 6th investigation? I watched snippets. Any bombshells? Or just more nails in the coffin. Bolton said Trump didn't plan a coup and that he has and should know! Does this mean it was all just a clown show? Beautiful sunset. Orange streaks across the sky. Once I was loved by a man, but then he found greater loves and left me. Bare is back without brother. Bare is back until another... there was never an other to hug me. Once I love a man. Once I had a brother. Funny... so few read my laments. So lonely the land of tears. To Beacon re new critters: "Me! I'm a musty-duster. I reside in closets, read books and dream. I scrounge for what I've got... and seldom let go. I fear and admire out-theres. I move slow." 13 Nerves gone. Anxiety rises. I'm making progress, just not fast enough. Box#3: 10 books. 35/100. Gasoline $4.84/gallon Sat with Don, Bob, Dalton. Shopped. Bought coffee. 1:13 and overcast. 79°F 39% humidity. Picked up a couple boxes. Today: clear surfaces, clear a path. "I am unwilling to let what happened to my family, to my babies, on one of the most celebrated national holidays, a day that represents freedom, be another thought and prayer," Abby Brosio. At YCC: That's why I pronounce it "ho-MEOW-ner" Jyothi Rao re Thailand: Kåre Enga, I have found experiences are coloured by individual perceptions. Just a couple of things, do your own research and tour stops. Slow down, there's a lot to see and explore. Food is good for the carnivores, especially if you like new stuff. Streetside cafes are great. But beware the durian (ทุเรียน)... Milkshakes, icecream, anything can have it and it's a strictly acquired taste. Siam Niramit was worth it in my opinion, especially with limo pickup and pre-show dinner and artiste interaction. Have fun, post pics! Two pot pies: 396 grams. Calories: 730. Daily values: fat: 51%, cholesterol: 23%, sodium: 69% (which is why it's tasty and why I don't add salt), carbs: 27%, protein: 18g, iron: 12%, calcium: 4%, potassium 6%. Not exactly healthy, but cheap. $1.98/for 2. I like coffee light and sweet... not exactly healthy either. 14 89 degrees and rising at 3 pm. Mid 90s by 7? Good news: Bry has accepted the challenge of helping me unclutter and clean. We begin tomorrow morning. Revised two old poems that were set on private.
 15 Bry came by at 10 and is helping me. I had to call quits after 2 hours. My back and dehydration got the best of me. Some progress today. She comes tomorrow at 2. It was 71... sun came out... now 85 at 1ish. My room is hotter. Fan's on. There are other things I need to do... books are due at the library and I need cash. Drinking coffee. Time to eat before I head out. Dropped off books. Pucked up mail. Bank atm gave me option of $5, $20, or $50 bills. I don't do $50. $5 is practical for a pastry, a milkshake, lunch at God's Waiting Room. Very nice chat with Dirk and Charles. Picked up new bus schedule. Last #6 leaves at 21:45 M-S, 19:45 on Sundays! Yes... we now have Sunday service.  I wet my t-shirt and put it on to cool off. I'm sure it hit 90 today. 65 at midnight. Fan will run all night. Can't go to bed until my bed's cleared off. 16 Gonna be warm. 72 degrees at 10 am. Gasoline is $4.74/gallon. Bry came by. More progress. Found some stuff (from April, 2021)... but not the three pairs of lost glasses. 35°C at 4 pm. Toasty. Bry will be back Monday... it's supposed to be cooler. To Beacon: I gabbed. Gary listened... or I thought he did. Gary liked girls. I liked Gary. I never had the gumption to ask him to marry me. I moved away, then farther, then further. I stayed away from states, cities, streets with a G in them. I already had a G, as in Gary, and none other mattered. 93 at 8, prolly hit 98 today. Dry heat, okay if you drink water and stay out of the sun. Reread an old vamp story today. I still like it. 17 Up at 9-ish. My rooms never cooled down, even with the fan on. I took a shower and slept naked with no cover. That's not normal for me. I sweat all night. I did get some rest though. Today will be scorching. Tomorrow's forecast to be pleasant. Bry will come at 2 tomorrow. Today I'll go get a milkshake. At home there is much to do, but I'll be careful with my back. 1st coffee is finished. It's 10 am. 74 degrees. Up 6 degrees in one hour. I broke the blender. Actually... the blender broke whilst Zak was making me a strawberry malt. I settled for a rootbeer float with salted caramel ice cream.83 degrees at noon. Back home. Put fan on. I may need to strip to stay cool. *sighs* Melting time.3 Time to find a shade tree or a big—cold—beer.11 A/C time.3 Can't go home 'fore sunset till the unit's—re—paired.12 Comment I left on Joey's FB page: "Nathanael Yowell: Yep. And it isn't criminal [for men] to seek medical insistence. An std isn't grounds for imprisonment. AIDS affect both men and women, but Reagan (remember him?) believed it was a gay man's scourge; therefore, no real money for research like covid received. AIDS pills to up the immune system became very expensive because of a cis-man's greed. At the same time the little blue pill is available over the counter, very legal and uber-marketed. But there are threats to make birth control illegal... again. "On March 3, 1873, Congress passed the new law, later known as the Comstock Act. The statute defined contraceptives as obscene and illicit, making it a federal offense to disseminate birth control through the mail or across state lines." Eisenstadt v. Baird, 405 U.S. 438 (1972) decided 6-1 is a key case, resting in part on Griswold v. Connecticut (1965) decided 7-2 overturning a Connecticut law from 1879. Note the dates. The Supremes may turn the clock back to 1873. But the Vatican (Pius XI in 1930; Paul VI “Humanae Vitae” 1968) and others were late to the shit-show. There is NOTHING in the US Consitution to uphold bans... but don't expect those who follow the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith to concur. Women don't die in childbirth like they used to due to medical support; but, that's about to change... so they will." 93 degrees. I's gonna bake me a cake. Yes-sirree. 94°F 34°C at 4. Number 4 for the win. Re Taiwan: “waishengren,” literally “people from outside the province.” The term contrasts with the “benshengren,” “people from this province” I had a craving. I ground lavender and coffee. Boiled it, strained it, added it to a mix. Made chocolate lavender cake. Didn't get much done. Found bag of moth balls. |
  04  It will rain. Posted photos, may add more: "🇵🇹 Fotos de Portugal" Scored a lump of beast. It's thawing in vinegar. Sauerbraten? Also ground beef and bacon and what I presume is chicken... https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/other/my-family-visited-a-town-where-cellphones-a... I get the idea that internet and wifi has become an addiction; but, she didn't know about the area and her husband had to tell her? How disconnected from reality was she? Here: lovely calm morning will be followed by rain. To Stik re "You need to learn how to face the pain" : "Clear focused writing as always. Perhaps I was wise to approach this task by staying in fiction. I prefer bittersweet, saudade, quiet suffering and unresolved endings. "The Umbrellas of Cherbourg" and "Rashomon" immediately come to mind. It's not that there isn't joy, but real life isn't just sunrises and sunsets. Some in the MAGA world are so convinced that they know the Truth that they forget that they can only see part of it. MALA? Makes me want to move to somewhere where I can watch the horror movie from a distance. As for me... my 'activist' days seem to be over. I can still observe and squawk but once-upon-a-time I actively worked on 'community' facing up to racism and religious divide by bringing folks physically together. Lots of work." My travel blog "On The Write Path" received 2nd place in the Bard's Contest. I can now revise and add photos! America is a tapestry woven from cotton picked by slaves, dyed with the blood of a million immigrants, covering a festive board provided by the sweat of migrant workers, a gathering disrespectful of those who lived here first, trampled by the narrow-minded who will not open up their arms to embrace all that it can be... as anger breeds anger, as fireworks terrify dogs and cats and pistols are pointed at each other, unaware that this too shall pass. K.E. To Jim: "An odd question... Are most of your co-workers/clients male? I ask because some fields are almost mono-gender and that can lead to unexpected blind spots. Same with mono-cultural environments. I suspect (from prior personal experience) that diversity can threaten some people; but different p.o.v.s are essential to understanding anything, even technical fields." 05 I've left my eloquence at the corner of L and Quincy. To Hermione Cortez on FB: "Nice update... I just want friends who'll sit and chat. That concept has gone out of style. At WDC I want connection... but people don't blog anymore and those that do don't leave comments. The society, even among writers, has shifted away from comunication, verbal or otherwise. The Queer Qommunity there is struggling." To Nick Engler on FB: "Makes its point but it's a bit harsh. Women should dress however they wish. A handmaid's uniform is most proper for church... find your nearest Southern Baptist outlet, your local Catholic pay-for-sins pavilion and any LCMS storefront... not to forget the LDS magic boutique. Since they are all tax-free admission should be free... except for the LDS... they check your temple card/passport." "Snowfall in Loei" possible GL with the color white symbolizing different times if year: hot, dry, wet, cool. It's a province (changwat) of flowers, fruits and coffee. Coffee flowers are white and very fragrant. Sounds? White lights like fireworks/rockets. Taste? White fruit/food. What turns white as it dies? "Pathumma of Chaiyaphum" (ปทุมมาชัยภูมิ) (walk through pathumma in Chaiyaphum = เดิน ผ่านปทุมมาที่ชัยภูมิ) Pathumma/Krachiao can be white or violet or? In any case a love affair/attraction between two men of different generations. I imagined two particular actors for the role, but may need three. Red glow to the northwest hugging the jagged horizon. 06 Warmish morning, supposed to get toasty. Uneasy night. Possibly ate too much yesterday. At least I paid my rent. I never miss it. But I don't necessarily know what day it is other than today is grocery shopping. I have enough food but need bread. Found tickets to Thailand in October... do I dare purchase? And what to do or where to go before then? I feel my axis of anxiety/depression wobbling. And that's not good. God's Waiting Room: sat with Merry and Kay. Tuna was on sale. Wants to sprinkle... will it? https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/why-the-far-right-is-desperate-to-push-false-c... Blame the trannies since blaming niggers won't workkk... Why do I use these terms? Because the underlying hatred hasn't changed. And while woke-folk argue over properly correct terms the haters just go on hating with impunity. To Gen Z: I was woke before your daddy was a wet-dream. Interestingly enough, There are haters among you as haters spawned haters, the unwoke, a Gen z-as-in-zombies when they refuse to think or check facts. They hide behind unholy treatises and books just like the sycophants in Germany, 1934, or the ignorant during the Inquisition. Hatred and ignorance, just like the trauma it inflicts, can be multi-generational (ask the Serbs and Croatians) as many religious groups are good at indoctination to ensure that each and every generation carries forth their legacy of supremacy of us-over-them. Rather than a trial to assign blame and pass judgement, mere slaps and bandages, I'd rather have an inquest to look at the origins of Gen Z's sinners. Were they raised this way? taught in school? inseminated by a cult-leader of a so-called church? or a pied-piper-politician? Are they sins of ommission, commission or just ejaculation? Are they truly held beliefs or merely peer-pressured-poison? Is their insistence of my-way-or-the gas-chamber a real threat or merely smoke and illusion? Would a rainbow add color to their monocular black/white world? I'll be long-dead, but Gen Z must face up to these threats or merely become another historical footnote in the dog-eat-dog dystopia they inherited and then gave birth to. 17:40  Thunder... not very common in Western Montana, but then neither is the rain or green-green hills. Well-worn copper Lincoln never visited Denver a mob-ruled town where "a man's life is of no more worth than a dog's"* Now I gaze at his worn face minted in 1999 stamped with a D. But not D for Dad who died in 1999 when this coin was a shiny copper. And not dust as surely both now are, as surely as I will be some day. I toss it into a jar. How can a penny be worth so little when once as a child I counted every one. © Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.43] (6.juli.2022) * William Hepworth Dixon Rain around 19:30. Chatted with Birgit whilst eating penne with spicy yellow tomato mash. 07 FB re America was founded by Christians: Regardless of the religious beliefs of the invaders, can we move on from that. I believe we are living in a post-Christian world. Some folks seem stuck in the past. At least I was up by 08:30. Hermione posted a meme on fb. "How do you tell someone "you're stupid" politely?" Wisdom has been chasing you but you've always been faster. My response: "And here I thought I was a slug. Maybe wisdom took one look and just said ugh." Posted the Newsfeed: "No one can see my meltdown from a distance. I've mentioned my anxiety and depression; but, this may send both to heights and depths I may or may not be capable of dealing with. If you were here I'd ask for help but at a distance there's nothing you can do. It's up to those physically here to help or not help. So, this message is to inform, not ask advice. I remember 7/7/77. It was a very bad day. This 7/7/22 just needs to be endured and gotten past." No details will be forthcoming. 🤐 To Jeff: "I really should rate the Thai TV series I've watched. Some were absolutely awesome... others... fell short. I cringed at times. But the WHY is more important than the rating. I think I've watched enough now to have some insight into Thai culture (those things that foreigners don't understand and complain about). I may make a separate listing of "what I've learned". Whan I go to Thailand I'm in for a shock! TV isn't reality but I know I'll be somewhere and have the feeling I've been there before. At least Thai TV is closer to reality than Ye Olde Hollywood (but suffers from similar issues) and feels more real than much of what passes as entertainment in the US. The tropes are different, in the sense that the spice is different, as is the taste of the audience." https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/transgender-woman-caught-in-montana-birth-cert... Some right-wingers are trying to hang the label 'trans' on shooters as a deflection from 'AR-15 is a military assault weapon'. That way they can ban anyone who's trans instead of guns. Got to chat with Birgit.  We did have some drops. Beautiful sunset.Watching ขั้วฟ้าของผม | Sky In Your Heart ... a light rom-com. Not learning much. Article re Zuckerberg admonishing him: "Research shows that employees thrive in an environment that promotes psychological safety, where people feel safe to take risks and make mistakes. By "turning up the heat," as Zuckerberg put it, the company adds unnecessary pressure and makes a bad situation worse." 08 The first shoe dropped... Abe assasinated... wonder whether Americans know or care. Must go to God's Waiting Room. PO Box due $166/year. Zak made me a wonderful banana-chocolate milkshake. He was wearing a tiara of daises. He's been bugged by bees. Spoke with Kathi and Charles today. Charles knows how to resolve my book burden. Kathi knows what I need and that I'm willing to pay... she will make some inquiries. She also has a grand-daughter with many of the same issues. Met Jocie at Butterfly... Wyld Womyn and Arthur Rimbaud. I'm doing better today. New luggage: flexible polycarbonate or ballistic nylon? My old one is worn but still usable. Hodgepodge: Robertas's hedgehog was a button-nosed ball of white knives and hiss, a veritable hodgepodge of mammalian lore, if you want my opinion. To Carolyn: "I'm in a situation that I need a plan A, B, C... and I'm going to have to beg for help. I don't want to... which is why I'm in this situation..." 09  May rain. Need to finish coffee and go. Gasoline $4.89/gal. I'm very jumpy. One aspect of my plan this month is to scale back social media, including WDC. A lemon danish at market. Didn't find who I was looking for. Muggy 82°F with clouds gathering overhead. Will we get a drop? Some good news: fresh strawberries at the market on Tuesday. Cherries will be slim-pickins and late. Peaches doing well (I love the white peaches). Rewording what I commented to Patricia: I live in liminal space. Never quite here nor there. I prefer edges unless I can hide in the core like a worm... in a place nobody notices until too late. From the New Yorker: A friend’s twenty-eight-year-old son offered the most philosophical explanation. “Maybe we buy as much stuff as any other generation, but much of it is digital—in-app purchases or memberships or things to be stored in the cloud,” he said. “This allows us the illusion of being minimalist. We’ve substituted spiritual clutter for stacks of paper.” 10 Up at a decent hour. Showered. Drying off before going out in the cool morning sunlight. Coffee. 2 hour stroll with Birgit. I'm sweating. It's only 75°F, very pleasant. Now for another coffee. Time to turn on the music. MSN: "The ‘Doorway Effect’ Is Why You Forget What You Were Going to Do When Entering a Different Room" I can see implications about care of the elderly (and not move them), why it may be important to move, buy new clothes (mentioned by Birgit), et cetera. In "Parallel worlds where issues are global, not just local." : The assasin of Abe in Japan may have been motivated by hatred of the Unification Church that 1. he accused of bankrupting his mother, and 2. supported Abe.The parallels in the U.S.? A Catholic Supreme Court that just limited the rights of a woman to her own body in a move that blurs the separation of church and state. Catholics need to speak up. Secularists need to redo their narrative. The Southern Baptists and Mormons need to rethink their positions. Women need to demand this. Those promoting violence need to back down. Those who think they've won one for the White Patriarchy need to think about the consequences of criminalization. Going forward: rights should be explicitly enshrined in the Constitution. Rights are NOT priviledges like owning a car or gun and should never be voted on. I need to cut back and focus. Did wash. Saw Dan-dan. 5887 |
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