Day Six

Day Six is a weekend.

Evy stayed over. She is doing her homework now. We will soon have an excursion, and go get those square mugs from Pier One.
I WANT TO DRINK COFFEE FROM THEM.

Saturday, I met Gail at Starbucks. Then, she and I went to the Kensington Deli, and shared a Pastrami on Rye. My mother and I would do something similar, but from Daphil's Deli, in Albertson, and it was on club not rye - and, somehow, there was a hotdog involved . .

Dinner last night with Danny and Wendy at The Quantum Leap. It felt very relaxed, and the food was delicious. We came back here and talked awhile. I loved it. Wendy's Grandmother, Emma, is ill and in the hospital, with Pneumonia and an Urinary infection.
Life is such an astonishingly miraculous gift.

My vacation is over - but everything still feels good. I am empowered. Life holds promise.
There is Art
There is Love
There is Sex
There is Wonder
There is Learning

So what if I have to go to that madhouse (literally) everyday. They pay me. I do my best, and bring some love. But, I can't wait to retire.

Day Five

annie was here today
we went to pier one to look at coffee mugs.
mine have all broked (like me.)
I saw some square ones I liked.
maybe I'll go back for them

last night was the final ken wilber meeting at the sufi book store.
we had a little party.
we discussed the feminine and the masculine divine.
I like these people. They are like me.
Rafi explained Kolberg's hierarchy of moral development.
it is right on - consistant with the nested reality concept.
transcend and include

funny
I would never need a dating service
my most idiosyncratic interests seem to constantly land me
into the midst of beautiful women.

will see Brad tonight
maybe at Brandy's

I realized yesterday that I should be rich.
This is a change, as I've always thought I should be poor.
hmmm....

Day Four

The We Space

We discussed sacred relationships.
We danced back-to back, and mirrored each other's movements.
We tried to blow out a candle together.
It was fun.

Day Three

Whadda day!
You don't wanna know.

New instruments in my household...beauty and history. Sometimes, I am blessed.

My new band name: Due To Debris
Say it five times fast, like a tongue twister (which it isn't.)

Kim moves to Florida tomorrow.

Day Two

Oh Lord, for how long can I actually keep this up. Keeping things up is important - important things, that is.

I didn't bust the kid. It was either he, or a certain staff member who swiped my phone while I was out of my room. I'm 90% sure it was the kid, but that's not good enough. Its kind of like the Death Penalty - the mistakes greatly outweigh any possible good of it (which there isn't really any to begin with.)

Anyway... I told the kid, "I need that phone back." He was all offended, "Why are you saying that to MEEE?"

Enough about the stupid phone.

Nobody other than I knows I have this blog yet. Well, one person does - but she likes to say, "Well, I'm nobody..."

I'm going to be asking for some help in these pages...maybe make some use of it. more on that later....

Day One

As if I need another way to pour my precious and limited time on this world into a fleeting and precarious bottomless pitt of false meaning, here I am, still in front of this sucking idol, narrating my descent into who-knows-where.
A student stole my cell phone, and I know who. Should I bust him?