GRIZZLY PEAR
Yesterday morning, I spent half an hour serching for a good divider on these posts. It needed to be noticable but subtle, for the blog and the newsletter email.
It was an inefficient use of time for a utterly trivial matter.
I’ll blame the my inner architect.
This was the least worst option I could find.
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The kids used our air mattress pump to inflate twelve balloons.
We threw them at each other over the half wall between our living and playrooms.
It was an evening of pastel latex globes straining to float over to the other side.
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Strong doesn’t mean weak. Strong is brave and ready to fight for the life of his citizens and citizens of the world. For human rights, for freedom, for the right to live decently, and to die when your time comes.
Volodymyr Zelensky, 16 March 2022
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I slept horribly. At first, I blamed it on the time change.
Then I realized it was the kombucha we just bought.
Of course, fermented tea has caffiene!
Working from home has drastically reduced my intake of stimulants and greatly improved my sensitivity to drugs.
This great Costco sale turned out to be a dud.
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The boy found a backpack. She added a leash.
She’s leading him around the dining room. He’s barking like a dog.
They’ve recreated the album cover in Spinal Tap.
I woke up stressed about all the stuff we had to do.
Started the morning with an arguement.
Rough.
A little at a time and suddenly there’s a feeling of impending accomplishment.
We still have plenty to do, but less than twelve hours ago.
My parents brought us vegetables from their garden.
I sat with my mom in the shade of the apple tree.
She stripped goji leaves off their twigs. The kids rode their scooters on the patio.
Is there a more powerful magick than a quiet afternoon with dappled light?
The evening went to the park.
Kids had fun.
We saw purple hills and orange skies.
And ate a tardy dinner.
I’ve been playing around with Interstitial Journaling the last couple of days. It is a very promising productivity technique. Will write more about it in the future if the practice keeps up.
The boy has a favorite park that we discovered on Sunday. One of the perks of working from home is joining him on a visit this morning. But of course now I need to work late.
Life is a series of tradeoffs, but this is a nice one.
I spent an hour walking around Spring Mountain (Vegas’s Suburban Chinatown) while waiting for my car’s oil to be changed. It was a bit like Rip van Winkle, but since it was early, there was no one to confront.
