It really sucks when you have nobody call you all day to check up on you or to ask how your day went.
It really sucks when you have no one to call and talk to when your day is done, nobody to be accountable to, no one to listen to.
Today was a long day. After I drove through the rain to get to work this morning, listening to Billy Joel’s Innocent Man, and watching a fantastic double rainbow appear and vanish, I remembered a poem I learned from my youth:
I did not choose to sleep alone
Tonight
I do not sleep where I call home
In a cold bed
Untouched
Unwarmed
I drift in despair
Blown asunder by cold winds
That foretell a long dark winter
The weight of my tears cannot move the keys enough
To relate this permeating sadness
spending time with K
sleep
food
a sense of normalcy
having a regular schedule
being able to see K at all
having down time
having time to myself
having extra time
not being busy all the time
time
K took this photo in a small town in Minnesota. Her corresponding comment was “Duh.” I agree.
Wilder & Wilder played at the Montreal Improv Festival this year. Steve brought me along as the accompanist. We left Denver on Thursday at 4pm and arrived in Motreal at 2am via Detroit (30 minute connection - literally ran across the airport), Burlington, and a rental car. Coming back we left at 3am and arrived in Denver around 12:30.
My ancestor will be on the new £50 note! How cool is that?!
Matthew Boulton and James Watt new faces of £50 note - Telegraph.
This is from Star Trek: The Next Generation, “The Best of Both Worlds, Part II.”
The crew is preparing for what they believe to be a hopeless battle. They have just lost their captain and while they like and trust their new captain (formerly 1st Officer Will Riker), they don’t believe there’s anything they can do to save themselves. Whoopi Goldberg plays Guinan, a wise bartender whose face belies her hundreds of years. She speaks to Riker in the captain’s ready room.
When a man is convinced he’s going to die tomorrow, he’ll probably find a way to make it happen.
binubak’ is what I accidentally typed when trying to type nominal . I like it; it could be an ancient Polynesian mode of transportation, or perhaps an exotic drink. For now I think binubak will be my word to describe interesting typos that don’t look anything like the intended word.