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That Nonsensical, Stream-of-Consciousness Feel

I have no focus today. I am focus-less. Or maybe it would be “without foci” - no idea. But usually I can make myself a To Do list in the morning and then whip through the crucial tasks before bedtime. Today, not so much. Since coming home from work I’ve found myself spacing out. Somebody slap me. Or not. Maybe a gentle nudge would do the trick.

How about the good, the bad and the fugly?

The good: recently announced, Sonic Youth (who I love but haven’t seen live in over a decade) will be playing with The Flaming Lips, and I already have tickets!

The bad: Desmond Dekker died of a heart attack over the weekend, at the age of 64.

The fugly: I rarely link to Go Fug Yourself, because, like Dooce, it’s a no-brainer. Yawl are probably going there regularly already. But the Pirates of the Fugabbean post was especially choice (even though, or perhaps because, I do like both Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley).

mellow yellow dude

Bonus: Pauline Kelar’s most recent post was simply this: “At some point you have to stop writing commentary and just live” - which brought to mind a conversation I had with Chuck about living in the moment vs. documenting it, by videotaping/photographing. Must ponder this some more before coming back to it…
Plus: It’s unkind, but my snarky side got a kick out of the Second Annual Myspace Stupid Haircut Awards. Oh my. I’m going to hell. In a handbasket.
And: So sad. I missed the gutter extrusion at the house today (though the husband called me as soon as the guys showed up, which made me happy). Probably for the best. I imagined it being super-cool, like the Play-Doh Fuzzy Pumper Barber Shop sets of yore. Reality likely would have disappointed. It usually does.


  1. Tim wrote:

    “At some point you have to stop writing commentary and just live”

    I struggle with this regularly. I think it is part of the reason that my own blog/vlog has suffered so much lately. I go through cycles where I am passionate about something, and lose the zeal. I think it has to do with just wanting to “be” - something that I am not often good at. I actually feel guilty about not snapping photos or taking video. Sometimes the documentary in our head is the best there is, I guess.

    Thursday, June 1, 2006 at 3:45 pm | Permalink
  2. LitPark wrote:

    Hi, I was wondering if I could have permission to use that fuzzy barber shop photo on my blog. I’d be happy to credit the photo to you or to whomever the credit belongs.

    Can you respond asap?


    Wednesday, January 24, 2007 at 8:42 am | Permalink

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