Progress report soon…
Sorry to disappear for so long. Sorry also not to have answered a single piece of email in over a week. Things have been a little hectic, after all, what with moving furniture, arranging things, trying to connect the DSL, merging two households, etc…
Thanks to Sarah and to KC and Galen for all the assistance, to Duncan and Rick for the flowers, and to the all the well-wishers who have emailed, etc…
Everything’s going beautifully with the exception of one set of severely aroused allergies on my part (dust, dontcha know?) and one moderately-damaged foot on Mark’s part. I’ll have more to say soon on all this, as well as on Bill Simon, fast food, mandatory sterilization of idiots, and more…
But not just now…
Two random thoughts since I’m still without the time nor inclination to do a regular journal entry (nor, sadly, to answer email):
- It’s taken human beings thousands of years to evolve to the point where we generally no longer have to sleep outside nor on dirt. Why on earth would anyone want to do either of these things as vacation entertainment?
- Does anyone know where I can find one of those “hogs are beautiful” posters they used to have in all the barbecue joints in North Carolina?
Maybe later I’ll start one of those “100 Things About Me” journal entries everyone’s doing this week. Maybe not…
SBC. Five phone companies in search of a clue. Absolute fucking morons. Enough said…
I promise a real update Friday or Saturday. I may even answer some email. But you’ll be pleased to know that the apartment in 90% habitable now and I’ve figured out how to work all the new electronics. Except for the DSL modem, which inspired the above rant…
Yeah, I’m a black one too. No surprise there, but I didn’t like the quiz very much since there was no “none of the above” category for the movies or the TV shows…
I spent Friday morning going through all my 8mm videocassettes, getting them labelled and placed on their new shelf in chronological order, which was actually a fairly random thing to do. Pop in one and I’m having sex with some shaggy-headed boy in 1994, pop in the next one and I’m in Seattle with Mark last April, and pop in a third to find a department store in downtown Detroit being imploded in 1998. So goes my non-linear life…
I’m pretty damned happy in the current incarnation of said life, I must admit. I have the most wonderful boy in the world living under my roof, I’ll have health insurance again in December, you could eat off the kitchen floor, and Viva Rock Vegas is on this afternoon. Doesn’t get much better than that, huh?
There have been a few (very few, actually) random stresses as we’ve been getting used to each other’s weekday personalities. But we got rid of the final giant pile of trash on Wednesday night, and the last Goodwill run will come tomorrow. The place looks better than it ever has before. And I’m finding it surprisingly easy getting used to having someone sleeping next to me every night, and surprisingly easy going right back to sleep when he gets up two hours earlier than I do…
It’s quite an improvement over this week last year, when it took 11 September to get my mind off my health problems, if only by giving me something else to be freaked out about. Come to think of it, though, it was also almost a year ago that Mark and I began our regular email correspondence. I think that worked out pretty well…
I’ve been online (work-related stuff excluded) for an average of about 5-10 minutes a day for the past couple of weeks. And you know what? I haven’t really missed it…
Mark‘s gone to Fresno for the weekend and I’ve made no specific plans for the day other than to catch up on about a month’s worth of email and maybe to work on a special feature. So watch this space. Or your inbox. Or both…
This, of course, assumes that it’s not miserably, insufferably hot like it’s been for the past three days. In which case I’ll be hanging out in the frozen food section at Safeway all day…
By the way, did I mention my exciting news of the week? There’s actually locally-purchased Cheerwine in my refrigerator. It’s expensive as all get-out (about the price of imported beer or microbrews) and it comes in these retro glass bottles, but it’s now available to Californians who venture to Beverages & More…
Good collards, Krispy Kreme, and now Cheerwine. It’s nice to see a bit of civilization come to a cultural backwater like San Francisco. If I could just come up with a source for Neese’s Liver Pudding, I could finally show these cretins how to live right…
Haven’t gotten far with the email, but I did finish some actual new content at Planet SOMA. It’s a look at an exciting new fall TV season. And it’s probably not exactly what you’re thinking it is…
Cool thing found tonight while looking for something else…
I spent Thursday morning in a classroom at CPMC letting a group of about 12 residents feel my thyroid. I’ve always wanted to be a visual aid and I guess this was my chance. Somehow, though, I’d envisioned my first crack at it as being a little bit sexier…
It’s off to Monterey for Mark and me this weekend in a valiant effort to shield ourselves from the unpleasantness in the neighborhood on Sunday…
But the DSL seems to be functioning withing normal parameters now, and who knows? Maybe I’ll actually start spending some time online again soon. In a quick scan this morning, it was good to see that Jonno is back and that Joseph is updating regularly…
And hey, weeks after everyone else did it (OK, Mark is still doing it), I’ve written almost 80 of my “100 Things About Me”. Maybe I’ll post it at some point. Maybe I’ll even answer email at some point. Your guess is as good as mine…
Oh yeah. UPS sucks. Just wanted to throw that in…
Last but not least, here it is: 100 Things About Me…
Thing number 101 is that I’m going to go do the dishes now…