Monochromatic Outlook

Just got off the tread­mill. Haven’t been on it in months, since I’ve been lazy and not mak­ing it to the gym much late­ly. When I have made it in here, I’ve wimped out and got­ten on the sta­tion­ary bikes. I did three miles on the tread­mill. I want­ed to do five, but con­sid­er­ing it’s my first time in a while, three is pret­ty good. Five miles would have been a lot for me when I was at 70 kilos … Read the rest

Fresh car­rot juice is sooooo good. And car­rot juice in a bot­tle is sooooo bad. Most things aren’t like that. They’re like good/not as good or bad/worse or kin­da ok/kinda not on the fresh/bottled matrix. But car­rot juice just runs scream­ing from one end of the spec­trum to the other.

I used my juicer for the first time today.… Read the rest

I’m back in my old hood, up on Alamo Square. I’m here to pick up cat food, but I’ve tak­en a detour up the hill to sit on this park bench and write.

This place seems off-lim­its to me now and I don’t like it. It’s been almost two years since I moved out. There are but­ter­flies in my stom­ach as though I might get caught. I am not stalk­ing Vik­ki; from what I know she moved sev­en months ago. So … Read the rest

Try­ing to fig­ure out what to do tonight. I’m on Bart on my way to Oak­land to meet up with El Des­ti­no and per­haps go catch a movie.

Tonight the new DePal­ma flick goes up against Eminem’s screen debut. Iron­i­cal­ly the Eminem movie looks like it’ll be the soul­ful intel­lec­tu­al­ly-chal­leng­ing choice up against smut­ty trash, but that’s always a tough choice.

Might also see Bowl­ing for Columbine, which I’ve not seen, or Spir­it­ed Away, which I admit even more … Read the rest

I can’t believe what a full day I had today! It sure beats the heck out of bor­ing, although I have to admit that with the dra­ma that goes on around mak­ing a liv­ing, some­times bor­ing sounds good to me.

I woke at a (some­what) rea­son­able hour, and got up and start­ed to work with­out much dawdling, too. Even so, I was­n’t able to get much progress made on my to-do list before more work came in. One of my clients … Read the rest

I think maybe I’m too old and (some­times) make too much mon­ey to be a «starv­ing artist» but some­times I do scrounge for food. Well, last night after resign­ing myself to a week of beans, rice, and oat­meal, I dis­cov­ered an unopened pack of hot dogs in the refrig­er­a­tor. Hey, that’s din­ner! Or lunch. Or something.

Any­how, I’m out of cat­sup or ketchup or what­ev­er it’s real­ly called. Une­n­amoured of the idea of eat­ing my hot dogs dry, I plun­dered … Read the rest

I’ve always used the web-based Live­Jour­nal rather than any spe­cial client, but today I took the plunge and installed LiveLizard, which is Live­Jour­nal in Mozil­la. OK, so it’s a lit­tle crazy, but I was already get­ting the Palm ver­sion, which I’ll test out lat­er. Any­way, it’s pret­ty cool and it means I don’t have to play the catch-as-catch can about the LJ servers being unavail­able or slow as they often are.

Well, this is enough time and ener­gy wast­ed on a test … Read the rest

Tomor­row I return to SF. I’m a lit­tle sad this adven­ture is over, but also glad to be head­ing home. I miss Ozzy and Loofah, and my own bed and being able to see Star Trek on TV and stuff like that.

Actu­al­ly, I think I over­did it just enough to real­ly REALLY be glad to head back home. Last night I got real­ly testy and aggra­vat­ed and this morn­ing I was just plain pissed off at Jes­si­ca. I told her … Read the rest

Well, I’m still way behind, but today I did what I set out to do. I returned a video to the library, got and cashed a check from a client, and had a mas­sage, filed my exten­sion for my tax­es, and made it to my reg­u­lar meet­ing to drop off the sched­ules I had pho­to­copied (I’m the lit­er­a­ture guy) and left to go to a meet­ing I don’t usu­al­ly go to, where I was asked to speak. All very nice … Read the rest

Oh my God Janet LaVal­ley’s voice does unspeak­able things to me.… Read the rest