29 May 2019

going to the dog doctor

dog has another little tumor, this time under his tail — this morning while i was in the shower he gnawed the vicinity of it bloody, and then didn't touch it again for the rest of the day — went to the vet anyway — a sample to the lab and antibiotics for secondary infections after all the gnawing, and see how it goes — he was the best he's ever been at the vet  a little panic to begin with but he dealt with it  even lay down on the floor and rested while we waited for doc to come back  

28 May 2019

gardening on cement in the sky

i have continued to strive for oblivion this past week through, especially, the ongoing revamp of "old buildings" — nine are done, a tenth almost, with nice hard copy and semi-adequate web presentation for all, including the one about the tara movie set, the remains of which are about to be auctioned off by the talmadges — still every time i look at the goddamn things i see another issue — done a little nps database stuff, too, but that'll be over in two weeks — satisfying work all in all — if i just weren't in trumpistan. . . .

then angela comes along and criticizes the empty spaces in my orchid garden, created in large part when i finally gave up on the zygopetalum and thrust it into the dumpster — so i was forced to climb into the car, go fill it up with gasoline, and then drive 35 or so miles each way, nearly to hickory flat, wherever that is, to visit peach state orchids, the only major source for orchids in the metro area — i found a swell little zygopetalum as well as a chocolate oncidium with three flower spikes ready to go and a little yellow cattleya, not yet budded up — specimens of each of these i have already killed — they can only tolerate so much (the succulents love the environment on the thirteenth floor), and they die — but then that's why god made peach state orchids . . . .

26 May 2019

I've been feeling like this old guy in the beer garden scene in "cabaret" --- listening to the young nazis going on

19 May 2019

special event

the atlanta chamber players at first presbyterian sounded interesting so we went -- good stuff --- hard pews --- i told robt that next time they should do it at a baptist church where there are bound to be nice thick cushions on the pews --- brahms trio for violin, horn, and piano --- and schubert's "trout" quintet for piano and strings --- the brahms wasn't all that, but schubert was good --- i had never spent so much time in the building (w t downing, 1919), which has some tiffany glass  [also too, downing got run over by a streetcar and killed in philadelphia before the building was done]

it was a nice little interlude after a semi-productive week --- typing and what not --- a little more time for the NPS, but not much, which is good --- thanks for the $$$ but it has all reminded me of why i left

11 May 2019

rocking on

it's been a fine week, if one can ignore the wretched political situation --- i spent the better part of the first decade of this century and then some digitizing stuff i've done and getting it posted to tomitronics, particularly old buildings -- now i am making sure that i have hard copies of it all --- acid-free paper and all --- you never know when we're gonna be hit with an electromagnetic pulse that destroys all our data --- nowhere near finished, but all god's chillen need a hobby

it is not godawful hot yet, so everybody is glad of that

05 May 2019

evil times

"It is hard to think of any president in the past 230 years, including Nixon, who has ever sabotaged the rule of law so flagrantly or so successfully to protect his own hide. And, sadly, it is hard to imagine that anything can be done about it before Nov. 3, 2020. . . . .So for the next 18 months, at a minimum, this nation is at the mercy of a criminal administration. I am in despair as I have never been before about the future of our experiment in self-rule. Before Mueller filed his report, it was possible to imagine the president being brought to justice. That fantasy is no longer tenable. Instead we are left with the dismaying likelihood that the president will now feel emboldened to commit ever greater transgressions to hold onto power — and thus delay a possible post-presidential indictment."
that's max boot, once a stalwart conservative voice — but i think a lot of us feel what he's writing these days — especially since we have some perfectly serviceable articles of impeachment already compiled —
That said Andrew Johnson. President of the United States, unmindful of the high duties of his office and the dignity and proprieties thereof . . . [in order] to excite the odium and resentment of all the good people of the United States against Congress and the laws by it duly and constitutionally enacted . . . [did] openly and publicly, and before divers assemblages of the citizens of the United States convened . . .to meet and receive said Andrew Johnson as the Chef Magistrate of the United States, did . . . on divers other days and times, as well before as afterward, make and deliver with a loud voice certain intemperate, inflammatory, and scandalous harangues, and did therein utter loud threats and bitter menaces as well against Congress amid the cries, jeers, and laughter of the multitudes then assembled and within hearing . . .

(After Khalil Gibran)

Pity the nation whose people are sheep
And whose shepherds mislead them
Pity the nation whose leaders are liars
Whose sages are silenced
And whose bigots haunt the airwaves
Pity the nation that raises not its voice
Except to praise conquerers
And acclaim the bully as hero
And aims to rule the world
By force and by torture
Pity the nation that knows
No other language but its own
And no other culture but its own
Pity the nation whose breath is money
And sleeps the sleep of the too well fed
Pity the nation oh pity the people
who allow their rights to  erode
and their freedoms to be washed away
My country, tears of thee
Sweet land of liberty!

ferlinghetti wrote that in 2007

soul-crushing" is an over-used term, but applicable to these times—i am glad for the flowers and the guys to help me sorta keep things in perspective—i miss john a lot

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.  Ecclesiastes 1:9