.Thursday, April 4, 2002

pain

found object collage...from ebay...it's getting silly here...I could have downloaded a picture of Hollywood Henderson, but I didn't

"Men who are unhappy, like men who sleep badly, are always proud of the fact."
Bertrand Russell

At work I attend three different meetings. I have lunch at Texas French bread and eat a hearty one of a half of a ham and provolone, a cup of smoked tomato soup, chips, hot sauce and a peanut butter cookie.

The meetings are OK. I worry about some of the projects. I worry whether I'm contributing anything.

After work, we dress up and head for the Texas Hill Country Wine and Food Festival Fine and Rare wine auction. They have hors d'oeuvres and lots of wine and, as the evening progresses people are paying more and more outrageous prices. It's for charity, though. We actually buy two lots. One, which I probably paid too much for, is missing a bottle when we start looking. The volunteer keeps sayint the lot has 'too many bottles' but, there is an empty styro at the bottom. The missing bottle is one of the more valued (in my humble opinion). In any case, there is another lot that is also supposed to have the bottle and does (but not two) but it does have one more bottle than advertised. Three different 'official' people declare that it is supposed to be in our box. We leave the person who bought the other lot to sort it out. I've been on the other end of that plenty of times! So, we finally get to the car after having wasted time on that.

I got a little tired of the event before it was all over. There were truly rich people there who can buy a wine dinner for a dozen people for $13,000 without thinking twice about it. People lots richer than me. Good for them. Good for charity. I did my bit, got a few bottles I'll probably enjoy. Toward the end, I bid the opening on things to keep them from starting low and THEN going to twice the suggested value! I'm a charity shill.

It's time to go to bed when we get home and put the wine away. (There were also some engraved Riedel Chianti glasses with one of the lots.) Too much frivolity this week, huh. I think I will have an inresitable opportunity to drink the next three days, too. Oh. Well. Perhaps I'll give up the bottle next week.

JUST TYPING
There is absolutely nothing wrong.
My mother hurts.
But it isn't life-threatening.
I sympathize.
But there is nothing wrong with me.
That I'll admit.
I have a job.
I have good food and wine.
I don't hurt.
That I'll admit.
There's a pyramid of worry.
After the basics.
You gradually.
Worry about.
Even smaller.
Tinier.
Things.