I had promised myself I would not get political in this blog. Not because I’m apolitical; on the contrary, I am, without a doubt, a dyed in the wool, scum progressive with woo woo ideas of love, peace and pass the organically grown hempseed milk and shade grown dark roasted coffee bean latte and can … Continue reading Chicken Big…
Well, well, guess I’m back to my 5am wake up schedule. What gives, Universe? Aren’t I worthy of a Sunday morning sleep-in? Apparently neither my bladder nor overactive brain think so.Okay, I suppose I’m awake enough to tell you about a white cat and a iridescent dragon who both saved me during last night’s slumber. … Continue reading Here Kitty…
Comedy can be Brutal. I mean its tricky. Some comics can make me want to go outside and scream “Why?”, repeatedly, others to shake my head in awe of their lack of humor, and still others might, if I’m lucky, engender a chuckle or if I''m lucky, more. Last night I joined four other friends … Continue reading Tragic Comedy.
Betcha you were thinking I had a big night yesterday eve, huh? Well, for this 69 year ole G’ma it was. No, I did not go to a club where men stripped to their Gstrings and lap-danced there way into my Grace and Frankie heart (and by the way are their vibrators actually available?) - … Continue reading Girls Night Out
Call me lazy, but I overslept this morning. Was it because I fell asleep last night at 8pm whilst trying to get my grandson to go to sleep, then woke at 10 and stayed up til 1am? Probably. But who notices? Oops, that would be me. So, what caused me to awaken late? Perhaps the … Continue reading New record! Super Hero wakes at 630am!
I suppose a “5am wake up” is my new normal. Here I am eyes wide open, its dark outside, the rain pouring down upon the carport - I oughta move my car since it is so filthy from months of not washing. I could even go out there with a rag and move the grunge … Continue reading Thoughts on a Rainy Morning
I woke again at 5 am and I’ve been home approximately a day and a half.. I stayed up til a bit after 8pm the night before last so I would struggle less with jet lag, the same last night. Alas, that seemed to only partly work. The bug I had caught and thought I … Continue reading Home sweet home
I woke this morning from another toss and turn night - like on a small boat in a big-swelled sea, feeling achy and a tad anxious, though anxiety-wise, not about today’s upcoming travels as is often the case. It is now apparent that my two days of Theraphi administered by the kind and able Marcio … Continue reading Day 11- Reflections on travel, health, eventful days..
It’s been a ride this journey o’mine - to bid a final adieu to my dearest friend Aristhaia Cash who pointed me those many 32 years ago, in the direction of my real life, when I had all but lost my way. Her words “Think of me as your operator, I’m only helping you make … Continue reading Day 10 The Universe Provides
Porridge at the Potting Shed, Dorset Square Hotel