A month ago
today I breathed in the Himalayan air, a full moon turned night into a dreamy
day and now inside, I watch 70’s rock and roll videos. Sigh.
Tomorrow is most likely the last day of teaching, next week there will be a few days of review, a few days of tutoring those who need it and show up and then the exam itself followed by four weeks of shenanigans and long dry periods of emptiness. In that time I’ll pack up, throw out, give away everything in the flat. There isn’t much.
Tomorrow is most likely the last day of teaching, next week there will be a few days of review, a few days of tutoring those who need it and show up and then the exam itself followed by four weeks of shenanigans and long dry periods of emptiness. In that time I’ll pack up, throw out, give away everything in the flat. There isn’t much.
Deep Purple
isn’t moving the studio audience at all.
Look, the women in front look like they entered the wrong door. ‘I thought there was a handbag sale here’, no
ma’am just a howling dude with long hair and screaming riffs.
On that
social media site I posted a Saudi story about temps reaching 149/65 degrees
and a brief chat about climate change ensued.
I continue to read the sixth extinction and more or less see extinction
quite naturally though I understand we are pushing the accelerator. Is humanity, the greatest invasive species
ever the cause for catastrophic degrees of baking? I don’t know.
But I hope the next place I live has shade.
Someone took
a small brillo like pad and scratched the left side of my car. What a joke this place is. With the sun now in its summer position there
is no shade on the west side of the building where I park. If there is anything good about selling the
car it is that the body and the roasted upholstery won’t reduce the value. Cool, go ahead you hooligans, you wanna be
terrorists, go ahead and key the car.
Bums.
I think the upset
stomach and fatigue and last night’s brief eye piercing headache are heat
related. Everything is related to the
heat here and why not, nothing is as oppressive as an unfiltered ball of fire
which makes us all want to be somewhere else.
I got 39 days and 38 nights to go.
39/38.
It’s always
flattering when someone says my itchy beard makes me look like George
Clooney. Now if I had his clothes and
charisma and money, well, where would I be now.
Would I even spend so much time with the mysteries of faith and spirits
if I were wealthy, sure, I’d go where there was natural silent beauty. No need for Uriah Heep where I’m going, son.
Ten years
ago the Canadian Armed Forces stationed in Kandahar had itself a Tim Hortons. Really.
And is it there now? Oh in my
wildest dreams. There is a lot I will
have to learn to live without and there is a lot I will have to learn with,
fruit is plenty, pomegranates are cheap and everywhere I’m reading.
Did ‘Another
brick in the wall’ have any effects in education reforms in the UK? What a great video, eh, students burning down
the school, ok, it’s kind of scary now but did students rise up against the
system when this came out? I was a
teenager at SL when it came out and food fights were popular in the cafeteria
but that could have come from John Belushi a few years earlier.
Suzie
Quatro, would she have been a bigger star if youtube was around then? This is the first time I’ve seen her. Of course with these lip sync videos they
wouldn’t have won too many fans. I gotta
change the channel here.
When I hear
ABBA I always think of Scandinavia. I
wonder if there’s an ABBA museum in Copenhagen.
What’s the latest on your summer plan between jobs, nothing really
though I know the later I wait to book rooms the more they will be expensive,
it’s just too early to book without knowing with certainty this is going to
work out and I don’t know why it won’t but I feel compelled to wait. I tell you
what I’ll do, I’ll book a room in Amsterdam a month in advance and if for
reasons I don’t foresee things fall apart I’ll still go to the big A and after
that, well, I’ll be in the heartland of Europe with all my belongings and
enough money to go in any direction I want.
Oh Lord, the Bee Gees, didn't these boys go up in the big disco pyre
in centerfield a while back? Lord have mercy.
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