Sunday, November 10, 2002

many traveling mes

"There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want, and after that to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second."
Logan Persall Smith, Afterthoughts

I'm up early. (Still getting readjusted to the time.) I work on the personal budget until SuRu calls.

We go to Hyde Park and walk the dogs to and fro, stopping at Quack's for coffee and a snack.

I'm feeling much better and more together.

When I get home, I do a little work on the bamboo project. The endless bamboo elimination.

I go to Eckerd's and take my last roll of film from the trip (which I shot up in Hyde Park). I consider buying a couple of other things, but I don't. I decide to get next day processing to get it cheaper. And I've clipped a coupon for this service. This is retirement me.

At home, I write a potential article for the West Austin News. FFP has been writing stories about people for almost a year in a column called West Side Stories. He's invited me to write one as a 'guest.' I write about a friend of my parents' who has written a self-published book.

And the day drifts away. I read some of the Sunday New York Times. I watch a couple of Simpsons, King of the Hill, Sopranos, The Practice. Only I don't watch that closely. I fall asleep. I hide behind my paper when it's violent. Somewhere in there, FFP makes chicken breasts with cheese and tomato sauce and I bake a potato we share. I drink a Cherry Coke and eat Goldfish.

I complete the evening by getting caught up in watching a really bad movie with Barbra Streisand (The Mirror Has Two Faces). What gets into me watching these things?

JUST TYPING
Spending hours.
Walking a dog.
Watching.
Too much TV.
Time passes.
Do something.
Anything.