"and i will be alone again tonight, my dear"

good and productive -- if totally sodden--day today. i kept my nose to the stone. thanks to everyone who sent notes and good wishes about the work and the diss. in truth, you all just know that i am working on this now. this is, in fact, what i live with every day and fool and fiddle with all the time. this outline googie insisted on me posting is what i turn over and over and over in my rock tumbler brain. this day is not really that different, mom and dad especially. almost everyone of my yodas has registered advice now -- thanks googs and notorious j.b.w. all i need to hear from now is jason! scott! smith! and the holy trinity will have spoken.

had a good early evening yoga class with sinead and then we ate at 40%. seriously, i need to return to the real whole foods and get my man zac to make me a pizza pie. all the things i thought were so flipping funny to me in ann arbor are things that i miss. well maybe1/3 of them.

then, sinead and i headed with our computers to bartenders + poets and we each did data entry stuff. for me, i was making a table and moving around materials between bites of chocolate cake. sinead was catching up on paperwork. at one point, a guy was pouring our coffee, sinead and i looked up from our screens and she was extolling the virtues of packing with plastic bags. i averred and reported how ebb uses ziplocs big enough to put of fetus in. the guy thought this a little strange. as i type it now, i can the weirdness, but i was really mistaken, i think that they bags are bigger than fetus size and i will leave it at that.

it has been absolutely pissing here. i mean beyond pissing. it's really like a movie set with all the rain.

i couldn't persuade not one person to join me at 9:30 for calexico so...i went alone. again. tonight my dear. i have said it before, but i do love accordion players. and those who play the trumpets. and the vibraphone. and a german playing the stand up bass. for real...can it be any better? thanks gentlemen for a great show. it sure was nice to come in out of the rain to hear allyall.

i have been wondering how my colleague nick's gig as the conductor and greeter on the #22 filllmore bus line went. can't wait to learn how his work was received.

come on tuesday.

thanks andrew for being nice to me again and thanks miri for returning from italy. i am so glad that you flipped on madeline's switch.