10 questions

Many of us are familiar with the ten questions James Lipton uses on The Actors' Studio--I count myself among those that love them--they're aka the Pivot or Proust questions, but that's another story.

I'd love to see the list of ten questions you have devised...or if you haven't, would. Here's mine...

1. What takes your breath away? 
2. What smell makes your mouth water? 
3. What taste do you most want others to share? 
4. Who's kiss is #1 in your memory? 
5. Where would you like your remains? 
6. Why, do you think, do people like lists of questions? 
7. When do you expect peace? 
8. What specific pet do you/ or would you like to live with? 
9. What request would you make for a last meal? 
10. What recent scientific discovery do you think the most significant? 

Six months of Spring

My physical vicissitudes drain me—literally, I think—because I feel allergies affect me most right now.

I’ve followed Spring since Christmas. I arrived in SoCal December 24, and I’ve stayed in spring ever since. For many years, I dreamed a series of travel-writing articles, written during such a sojourn. Seemed interesting to me—how different communities transited thru the vernal season; I hoped that one day the fates would allow me the (paid) trip.

In a curious twist, I’ve now made the dreamed-for journey without professional writing rigor. No planned attractions (places for grandparents to take kids, elderhostel, local highlights), no arranged interviews (water governments, lanfill and recycling, geology), no telling arcitectural details (churches, bridges—train trestle and highway links, city halls). Perhaps one day, perhaps one day soon, I’ll look at what writing and photography I did get done, and see if I can cobble something together.

Research beckons, however: what ways do long-term antihistamine affect us? Spring, I remind myself, comes right before summer—relief, like the cavalry, comes soon. Let’s make it a memorable one!

The part of Idaho I live continues to fascinate me, and I plan my participation in events of the Greater Yellowstone are—participation and reportage! Fun. I suspect only a few of you will recognize that I had great fun finishing the editing for the current issue of the National Gay Pilots Magazine (NGPA)—what a great bunch of articles!

Monday and Springtime and Blog routine: Thanks

How time flies when you’re not paying attention.

I’m writing “offline,” and I can’t lay my hands on the wireless server, so changing to “online” means a to the second story to plug into the modem. Therefore, I haven’t checked my website, and memory does not serve, but my best guess, my wager, is that it has been two weeks since I blogged.

Two weeks on and two weeks off—how very Geminesque—but I hope whatever that rising sign of mine is is rising, and soon I’ll truly blog daily. (M – F of course)

Loving life, thanking all, focusing on taking care of self. 63-years old and finally figuring out how to do that, how depressing. Nope, not depressed. Sad? Well, partly, tho my sadness is mostly reserved for “what might have been” and him. Got it! Not having learned before now embarrasses me. Oh, heck I’ve been embarrassed before. I’ll get it this time.

I gain back much-needed weight; I join with friends daily; I enjoy this home and yard and its denizens.

Thanks for keeping in touch, all y’all. I think of you and thank you every day.

Life, the Universe, and Internet

Ends and Odds

I know a couple of you will catch the reference to Life, the Universe, and Everything, and I thank them for being in my life. I think of Douglas Adams, its author, and his magically comic way of seeing the world. (Freudian?--word) The world needs another Adams; if you know of one, please let me know.

“The unexamined life," Aristotle (?) said, "is not worth living.” The Transparent Self, a book vaguely recalled from my well-spent youth (it was the 60s) described the process. “To regularly lie requires a great memory,” said someone whose name I don’t recall.

“What would such a life look like,” I wondered. And so I have (pretty much) lived, and more than one friend has commented on the unsual nature of that fact. Whether or not it reaps rewards is TBR, tho I can safely say that I’m pretty much okay with my outcome so far. Yes, I live with some aspects I’d not have chosen, tho I’m sure that Michael S would say, “You do what you did, and you get what you got.” Whatever.

Enter the Internet stage right, (snagglepus exeunt stage left) and each of us thru blogging, social games & structures, sharing sites lives a Transparent Life.

Or is it?

be careful out there

Hi again y'all,

I said when I began that my blog would be intermittent; at the time I believed that in saying so I only recognized my own character, but I've come to wonder if I sabotaged a secret goal. So: no secret, I now blog daily. Oh my.

Many warnings out there of the true computer virus. Please check out this site, which describes the problems and solutions, with a link for you to diagnose your own machine.

http://ca.tech.yahoo.com/experts/chrisnull/article/3408
or if you want to go straight to the test:
http://www.baylor.edu/its/security/conficker/

Make it a good day, eh?

what a great day!

What a day, what a great day.
President Obama had me from "my fellow citizens." What a delight to listen to our leader tell it like it is and do so with confidence and optimism.
In the same spirit, I begin my personal change; today I talk to those I turn for testimony--my references. I'll begin work on my body (time for an appointment with a local doctor) my mind (time for an appointment with a local psychotherapist) and my character (volunteer to help critique the essay contest of the NAACP). I've also begun work on logging--perhaps a blog will do it where journalling hasn't worked.