the New Year starts here

i dedicate myself and my remaining years

~~those that will be seen in the remains / smile~~

to Realizing my unRealized Potential

so there

from Thomas Mallon

Thomas Mallon is my new literary crush/infatuation

from A Book of One's Own : People and Their Diaries ~~~~

"~~~~~~~diary writing is the poor man's art"

and

appropos of 'nothing' (smile) ~~~

"Ive learned, in fact, that nothing never happens."

and

oh so much more

Solstice Start Over

or maybe a ReStart

turn a Dead End into a Live Beginning

fresh ideas in the works
bubbling over with jazzy intentions

CockEyed and LopSided

first lesson : avoid major decisions until you can See Straight

Adjustments

adjusting the conflicting forces within

(a possible braingasm)

when the forces within are in conflict
the outward flow of energy is dissipated
or diminished /strategic timing is disrupted

suggested ~~~ stability with flair

for daily personal mainenance of the human form ~~~

pay attention to : gut level reactions
toe stub clarity
moment to moment timing

do what allows you to feel "integrated"

(dont ask why if reason you seek for the brain is awry and springing a leak

Hmmmmm

are you noticing all the things you dont know ?

~~~~~the power of an object depends on the company it keeps~~~~~~~~~

practice making a link

check out :


this

ah Skaterina what a boring little blogger you are

http://www.nytimes.com/2004/12/19/magazine/19PHENOM.html?8hpib

heh

more on doing nothing

the trouble with doing nothing
is you dont know when you are finished

Profile Views

there have been 157 profile views

who are these profile viewers ?

next blog wanderers ?

are they disappointed that there is nothing there about me ?

if i were to post anything it would be my resume :

~~sunset collector / view inspector

~~cloud surveyor / food purveyor

birthday gifts

whilst i was whipping up the green chile soup the daughter and son-out-law arrived bearing birthday gifts

roses from him and a rack of lamb from her

how sweet and how gourmet

menu for the rack of lamb forthcoming

Something for Nothing / an observation

the slower you do something the more it looks like nothing

it's true / i am eating soup out of cans

not directly out of the can / not yet

some campbells like tomato or double noodle / i use a can of milk for the tomato and a can of chicken broth from a box for the double noodle

today i had a treat / yesterday a young man i first knew when i lived on the mesa brought me a pound of deer burger and two packages of green chiles he had grown, roasted, and put by for the winter

i made green chile soup for my birthday

caterina cacciatore will give you the particulars over at her blog when she gets around to it and when she does i wil repost the url / i know you dont want to miss it

mmmmm

scraps from the dusty heap

"I dont think it is possible to live in california for any extended period of time and not get homesick for it once in a while even when you are giddy with relief over having escaped with your life !"

undated / plucked from the memory bank / oh yeah, now i remember ~~~~

~~~(i packed up my essentials / loom / spinning wheel / sewing machine / feather beds / dog / cats / i moved from southern california to a small rural village in vermont)~~~

and then :

giddy with relief
giddy with Real Life

the first few weeks i watched the opening credits of a soap opera called Santa Barbara because i so missed the Pacific Ocean and the beaches / i took to reading books set in california / like books by Kellerman / Grafton / Muller / Pronzini / Parker .... and so on

i got over it

my house in Topanga hovered over a branch of Topanga Creek so handy for refreshing wades and dunks and when in flood carried down to the sea all kinds of stuff you didnt want anymore / smile / oh that icky green chair

in Chelsea the first branch of the White River ran just behind the house / a furiously busy and sparkling brook burbled most of the year treating me to a rocky rapids exactly behind the yard

wasnt the kind of creek you'd toss your unwanted unliked furniture / oh no

there were the bagel races ~~~ so the memory scrap sez ~~

"Today's bagel race had a new and exciting participant & that blueberry muffin took off downstream and was out of sight in the rapids before the bagels could even jump out of the bag !"

# undated / some time later


& writing is based on a carefully planned and controlled use of the second attention &

how long does it take

how long does it take before doing nothing stops being fun ?

To Toronto to Skate

when i saw this photograph :

http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/

(go back to December 11)

i wanted to go there and skate for by birthday

so i left tomorrow and came back next week / smile

i flew up to Salt Lake City on the little plane from Moab / over the snowy mountains / from Salt Lake i flew over the Rockies to Denver / changed planes and thence to Toronto where i stayed in a charming little hotel

sigh / well not quite / but very soon / stayed tuned in

url for Caterina Cacciatore

http://caterinacacciatore.blogspot.com/

what i did and didnt do today

i didnt do all the things i usually do

instead i stayed in bed all day !

i had a first rate rest while the Italian cousin made a lemon pound cake with blueberries for the book signing tonight

i feel great !

Caterina will post the recipe for the cake (inspired by Basque cakes) when she gets around to it on her blog, the url of which i momentarily do not recall

I may be able to thread a needle ~

but without the cataracts i look ten years older

smile

bring back that gauzy blur

it's a good thing i am too vain to be vain

I threaded a needle ~

i threaded a needle with one hand tied behind my back

heh

just kidding

i threaded a needle WITHOUT MY GLASSES ON

that's how much improved my vision is since the cataract surgery

wow