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Thursday, November 11, 2010
Class System:
Don't know if it works the same in Canada as it does in the U.S. but we deny there IS a class system. Everybody's middle class (except for the ultra rich and the homeless). But in fact there's a whole lot of classes: the invisible class (old people) the dammit class (old and/or slow drivers) the... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
It's that mother thing.
This one old guy comes in the Library from time to time, dresses dapper but out of date, often with a sweater vest over a plaid shirt, pants to a good wool suit in a nondescript shade of brown. But the reason I noticed him is that his hair is always a mess. It sticks out in clumps, like he put a... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
My dream lover called... I was so happy
It had been one of those busy, convoluted Adnohr type days, hot & cold running rug rats and house apes, sudden hugs, mischief and "what's this thing, Grandma" questions. I had several doors off their hinges, sanded down and ready for refinishing, and they thought it would be great fun to use them as... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Another Library Sunday, another visit with June
She said her kids left on Sunday morning. And she held up a steady hand to show me she was shaking, relieved at some narrow escape. She wasn't actually shaking at all. But she caught me looking at her bruises and band-aids. It's one of the bad things about old age, she says. Your skin gets so... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Cops are interesting folks, especially retired cops with stories
Ran into my old friend Chuck at the grocery store yesterday. He's a short little Irishman, and in later years he's been making up for short by going wide. Still got that grin, that attitude -- he grew up in New Jersey, big Irish Catholic family. After the hi, how you been, good ta see ya, I ask if... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Something's up. (or maybe down)
Sometimes a thought passes through the mind, unbidden, like a cloud passes above on its way somewhere else. At first you pay no attention to it, but for some reason the memory of it keeps coming back. The soft gray fuzziness of it begins to solidify and set up, and the next thing you know, a couple... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Zero words yesterday. NaNo (no Wri) Mo
I got up feeling like I'd been run over by a full-size Dodge Ram pickup with a hemi engine hauling a load of big heavy rocks. Ached all over. My feet felt stuck to the ground, my head was full of cotton batting, my eyes hurt. I blogged. I checked Facebook. I watched some TV, hoping to get a rundown... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Election Day.
I don't even care who won! I'm just glad to see the end of the ads. And the robo phone calls. And candidates knocking on the door. A guy came up to the car as I was backing out of the driveway to go vote. Tried to hand me a doorknob hanger about his candidate. I said keep it, I'm on my way to... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
NaNo writers at Borders
We met at 6:00 last night, most with their laptops. Cursory greetings and then they get right at it. Each one had the laptop, a cell phone, and one had his Itunes going. Says he can't write without music. Mahler, I believe. Shostokovich. I thought it was to be a social event, talking writing...... Sign in to see full entry.