Mar. 1st, 2013

monk111: (Rainy)
“When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.”

-- Ingmar Bergman
monk111: (Default)
Another big showdown between the Republican-controlled House and the White House has gone south. In fact, it has crashed and burned. Speaker Boehner has completely shut off any negotiations over the sequester, which will entail automatic big cuts in spending across the board. The big cuts in defense was supposed to give Republicans some incentive to bargain and come to a deal, but that obviously has not worked out.

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“How much more money do we want to steal from the American people to fund more government. I’m for no more.”

-- John Boehner, Speaker of the House of Representatives

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By 'American people', of course, Boehner means millionaires and billionaires, and by 'more government', he means schools, healthcare, law enforcement agencies, and national security. Just another day in the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Coco

Mar. 1st, 2013 06:05 pm
monk111: (Cats)
I see Coco getting up from her dozing, and I pick her up for some snuggles, "It's been along time since I've hugged you. Mmmm, heh, you smell like soap." She has been sleeping in the little washer room.
monk111: (Effulgent Days)
I have fallen out of the blurty mood, again.

There is still some resonance in the old argument that it would be better to let the mood lay dead. If one must blog this late in life, at least you should stick to the news or to posting pictures, and forget about the personal life. Only young students and twenty-somethings can safely get away with such narcissism. Or maybe writers and famous entertainers.

But bad habits die hard. At least I keep such blogging in a more personal journal. It is not my show blog. Regardless, I am now trying to bring back the habit of at least devoting ten or fifteen minutes at the beginning of my evening blogging to sketching some personal notes of the day.

A couple of things for now.

I went with Pop again to get the groceries, and I thought to look for some duck food, but I couldn’t find anything that was clearly focused on ducks, and the seeding bits were so small, like grains of rice. Later, back home, I see a product at Amazon for under ten bucks, a four-pound bag of Wagner's Cracked Corn, and I may actually try it and use my own few coins.

In better news, Pop went for another weekend at Ms. Walker’s. The best part of this news, though, is that she did not come over this week to spend a night or two here. And let me tell you: it is heaven! It does wonders for my mental and emotional health, to feel free in the house instead of being crowded and marginalized, consigned to the edges and corners, living in their noise and smells. I can be more like a god of my own little universe and I can think much more easily and entertain vasty thoughts. Otherwise, I feel like I am stooped over with a ball and chain, and all I can think about is how nice it would be to see the sun and breathe some fresh air.
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