It's 0642 and I'm writing this with every intention of publishing said words in my darling little blog that I'm so neglecting. I go out of my way not to end my sentences with prepositions. I'm weird that way. Of which, I do not know. That's what proper writing makes you sound like, no? I don't want to be that person. I'm just writing, but this writing is different, but the same. I'm in a wired mood. I've been awake for hours. I have car problems. I have a lot of problems. They pile up if you ignore them. The funny thing is that they are all invented and so insignificant, but they occupy your mind. That's the way of the world.
I'm writing here why again? Oh yeah, this is day 1193 which is pretty amazing. I'm so over this thing already. I don't think that writing 750 words every day is doing me any good. They're talking about the warm winter on the weather. And people are still denying that there's climate change? I can't believe how people can ignore what's right in front of them. I'm doing it while I write. I have to go start the car. I write start the car because I'm optimistic that it's some stupid sensor thing. I hope. I pray. I supplicate myself.
I want to go to Publix, where shopping is a pleasure. I need to buy food stuffs. That's it. I wrote it. Food stuffs. That's what I need. I have a lot of food but not enough food stuffs. I needs some more produce. The produce gets consumed. I was going to make some fresh squeezed juice. Maybe that can be my reward when I come back from taking the car for service. I so hope that I can just drive there and not have to be towed. I'm not for tow trucks. I am averse to their wily ways. I want to be done with this thing already. I'm glad that they did the fuel pump. That's when they charged me way too much. I think Raoul remembered right that it was well over $1000 for a fuel pump? I think not. Then I had the water pump changed. I'm over the things going wrong with this car yet I've been ranting for years about the same things. That's just cray.
Uh oh, did I just admit that I'm cray? I knew already. That's why I write to exorcise the cray nest. That's sweet. Dude, I'm already just rambling like the rose that I are. That's why I don't write so much any more. After awhile, it all comes out the same. I'm channeling a talk show host. You remember Montell Williams, no? I do. That's what it's like to be an oldster. There are parts of my life that seem like another place and time. But that's because they are, Blanche. Never mind, Edith. Just get to the point.
That's what I'm trying to do. So many times, I just start rambling to get to the magical 750 mark. Also, lots of times I just feel like I'm trying to beat Raoul coming back with the morning coffee. Yeah, that's part of my daily routine. Raoul delivers coffee every morning. Sometimes, I even get oatmeal along with it. I'm lucky. I know it. Even though sometimes it's easy to take it all for granted.
I'm about 200 words away from the finish line. I can feel the finish coming quickly. I want to write like the wind. I'm a good typist. I have the words. I just have to get them out and onto the page. The page is blank ahead of me. I can do this. It's just a matter of time. I know not what I'll write, I just do it. That's the way I should go, you know. It's not about the quality. It's totally quantity.
One hundred more words. And then I'm done. I am surprised that writing 750 words is one of those things that I'm great at just awfulizing about endlessly for no apparent reason. I'm silly that way. Shut up, silly. That's the trick. Just be quiet. After I'm done with this hurling, that's the ticket. I can feel over and out, I'm gone coming quickly. I'm watching the counter tick by and soon I'll copy the whole block of typing, save it for today's words and then paste it into my neglected blog. Have a great day. I'm going to try!
There you go. I'm back! By the by, I just went back and saw that I typed those 750 words in 13 minutes. That's not a bad track.
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Had this at the Wynwood Art Walk when they were promoting the vodka brand. Best drink ever!
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Saturday, September 21, 2013
Time flies whether you're having fun or not
I can't believe I wrote here on Tuesday that I was going to start taking care of my boxes in the community garden, and here it is, Saturday, and I've done nothing. Nothing! I haven't even started the seeds I have. I haven't even bought trays of seedlings. Maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow's another day. I have written in my 100 words dot com blog every day and also every day in my 750 words dot com blog. I'm just a writing fool. The rest of the time, I'm thinking about cheeseburgers. Last night, I got myself all worked up and almost left the house around 10 p.m. just to go buy a cheeseburger. I actually had a moment today and bought a double cheeseburger at McDonald's. I made myself feel good about it by not eating the bun. Wow, what self control I exhibited. I made a donation to the thrift shop today just so I could go over to a friend's house to pick up a very very large oil painting. When I brought it into the house, Mr. R was dumbfounded. He liked the image (some sort of Catholic procession) but he couldn't help but wonder where the hell we would put it. It's way too big for any wall in the house, but I couldn't bear the idea of it being given to someone else. I figure I can sell it somehow, someday. Meanwhile, two different friends have asked me to help them list things on ebay. No matter how much I tell them it's been improved and it's so easy, they still want me to help. I should charge for that help! I used to give computer lessons but I had to quit because it was making me too angry. I have very little tolerance for inability to learn. I just put myself into such a bad mood, I must stop writing now.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
My poor neglected blog. I used it to document the goings on in the community garden and then I more or less abandoned the community garden. I got an email last week from the administrator saying that I was going to be kicked out if I didn't get my box in shape. It's still sitting fallow from being "summerized." All the weeds and old plants were pulled and the box was covered with plastic. The idea is to heat the soil to sterilize it against any of the old plants restarting. It worked last year, but the plants that grew were not satisfactory. This year, before I plant anything I have to put in a couple of bags of new soil and be sure to fertilize a little with some good old organic fertilizer. I'm planning to grow tomatoes and basil again. I think that some rosemary and tarragon might be nice too. In Raoul's box, I was thinking about squash and eggplant. Isora's box should be filled with marigolds and some other flowers. I don't want to grow any herbs or vegetables because she had such a problem with the harvest. It's not easy explaining the gardening concept to a person with a mental handicap.
This is a fake store front.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Parsley Gone to Seed and Chinese Cabbage
The box is in a better location and the herbs and vegetables are growing but I haven't been tending on a regular basis, but today I rededicated myself to going back more regularly and help the community garden become a better place. Really.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Abandoned Red Furniture
I remember finding this chair like it was yesterday, yet it was three years ago! When I photographed this chair, I was just beginning my fascination with abandoned furniture. This photo marks a point when it became more than just a passing fancy and changed to something more. Three years later and I'm going through too many pictures to see what kind of collection I now have.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Thursday, June 02, 2011
What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening
If you don't have an iPhone, you don't have the app store so you don't have the world's largest selection of apps.
That's the commercial on the TV right now. Who'd've thunk that Apple would become so big? There was a report on the news tonight that told of computer viruses being written for Apple computers now that they're so popular. What does that mean? Anti-virus programs for Apple!
Something else I gotta have.
That's the commercial on the TV right now. Who'd've thunk that Apple would become so big? There was a report on the news tonight that told of computer viruses being written for Apple computers now that they're so popular. What does that mean? Anti-virus programs for Apple!
Something else I gotta have.
Friday, March 11, 2011
One of the many corners where I go on the Internet to ponder
Here I sit at my trusty MacBook Pro tippy tapping these words at 4:30 in the morning. I realized I was cold, got up to pee and the next thing I knew the laptop was out and I was participating in bad habit #471.
A list of bad:
We haven't been tending our boxes in the community garden
The organizing project, once again, has come to a grinding half
Stuck
Hating work
Hating, period
Not motivated for a decent diet
Not exercising one little bit
Procrastinating on major decisions
A list of good:
Relatively healthly
Not hating each other too much
The house is paid off
There is no credit card debt
No car payment
A list of bad:
We haven't been tending our boxes in the community garden
The organizing project, once again, has come to a grinding half
Stuck
Hating work
Hating, period
Not motivated for a decent diet
Not exercising one little bit
Procrastinating on major decisions
A list of good:
Relatively healthly
Not hating each other too much
The house is paid off
There is no credit card debt
No car payment
Saturday, January 01, 2011
New Year New Blog
Actually, this is an old blog that has been underutilized.
Maybe 2011 will be the year this blog becomes something new and improved!
For instance, here are a lot of random photos from the holiday staycation.
sandra looks at flea market type stuff on
on lincoln road
kitty loves to be photographed
melinda and isora
ruth and isora
isora and michael
michael being silly
random photos
raoul posing in front of a mural at 36th street and biscayne blvd.
isora and ruth having a happy moment together
home for the holidays - ermeris visits with mary and raoul
michael is surprised to receive an old shirt as a present
michael is surprised to receive a t-shirt of popeye
isora acting shy about being photographed
isora posing proudly with her older brother, ernesto
michael leaning over for a photo by isora
isora's barbie and ken dolls in the window sill
isora's barbie collection sitting on the window sill
isora trying to look natural.
chico, the most photographed kitty in history.
ermeris with ruth and mary
ermeris and her tio
melinda makes merry
isora has a happy moment
DARLING!
peace for the new year
simply having a wonderful christmas time
the three pals
isora NAH!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Monday, August 09, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Untitled
How long before the great convergence? What else are "they" talking about? The New Depression. Ha. Everyone's been depressed since Bush stole the elections and we're now paying for those years of unchecked greed and stupidity.
Monday, July 05, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
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