June 15th, 2013


Kissed any one of your LiveJournal friends? — no
Been arrested? — no
Kissed someone you didn't like? — yes
Slept in until 5 PM? — no
Fallen asleep at work/school? — yes
Held a snake? — yes
Ran a red light? — yes
Been suspended from school? — no
Experienced love at first sight? — yes
Totaled your car in an accident? — yes
Been fired from a job? — yes
Fired somebody? — no
Sung karaoke? — no
Pointed a gun at someone? — no!!!
Did something you told yourself you wouldn't? — yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your eyes? — no
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — yes
Kissed in the rain? — yes
Had a close brush with death (your own)? — yes
Saw someone die? — no
Played Spin-the-Bottle? — no
Smoked a cigar? — yes
Sat on a rooftop? — yes
Smuggled something into another country? — no
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? — no
Broken a bone? — yes
Skipped school? — no
Eaten a bug? — yes
Sleepwalked? — yes
Walked on a moonlit beach? — yes
Ridden a motorcycle? — no?
Dumped someone? — no
Forgotten your anniversary? — yes
Lied to avoid a ticket? — no
Ridden in a helicopter? — no
Shaved your head? — no
Blacked out from drinking? — no?
Played a prank on someone? — yes
Hit a home run? — no
Felt like killing someone? — yes
Cross-dressed? — no
Been falling-down drunk? — yes
Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? — no?
Eaten snake? — no
Marched/Protested? — yes
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? — no
Puked on an amusement ride? — no
Seriously & intentionally boycotted something? — yes
Been in a band? - no
Knitted? —no
Been on TV? — yes
Shot a gun? — yes
Skinny-dipped? — yes
Given someone stitches? — no?
Eaten a whole habanero pepper? — no!
Ridden a surfboard? — no
Drunk straight from a liquor bottle? — yes
Had surgery? — yes
Streaked? — no
Been taken by ambulance to a hospital? — yes
Tripped on mushrooms? — no
Passed out when NOT drinking? — yes
Peed on a bush? — no
Donated Blood? — yes
Grabbed electric fence? - yes
Eaten alligator meat? - no
Eaten cheesecake? — yes
Eaten your kids' Halloween candy? — no
Killed an animal when NOT hunting? — yes?
Peed your pants in public? — yes
Snuck into a movie without paying? —no
Written graffiti? —no
Still love someone you shouldn't? — no
Think about the future? — yes
Been in handcuffs? — no
Believe in love? — yes
Sleep on a certain side of the bed? -- yes

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No Pain, Some Gain?

It wasn't a spiritual experience, but it felt a lot like one.  It happened again this afternoon.  I was walking home from Albertson's with Niki and a small bag of medicines when a feeling of absolute well-being came over me.  For the first time, i thought i recognized its possible cause.

I would in general describe myself as "pain free," especially since my hernia repair which i still regard as a kind of miracle cure.  When asked about may pain level on a ten point scale, i usually say "zero" because the level of pain is so slight that i barely am aware of it or feel it not at all.  It certainly does not rise to level "one."  But i live inside a 79 year old body (or my 79 year old body lives inside a soul of indeterminate age).  That body is arthritic, has clogged arteries, suffers from acid reflux and owns about 17 other medically mentionable conditions.

What i was feeling for a few eternal seconds was the complete absense of pain!  Not only did i feel forty (maybe 60) years younger, but also a contentment that i rarely feel.  It was like Faust's forbidden statement: this moment should last forever.

Are those few seconds worth arthritis and other sources of unwanted pain.  Yes, i would say that they definitely are, especially now that i am finally developing an awareness of them.

Brunch With Friends

In the mid 1970s  I started to ride the bus to work.  We had only one car and we agreed that Dianne should have access to it since driving was not a part of my job.  I continued to take the but until 1998 when Dianne's illnesses began to prevent from driving and i felt i needed the extra half hour or so i got from driving to be with her.  One day i found the bus so crowded that i had to walk to the back of the bus (from whence i had frequently heard laughter and loud voices -- because of autism, laughter and loud voices repel, rather than attract me.)

Here i found about a dozen people who were moving from being "familiar strangers," to acquaintances, to friends.  Shortly after i joined this group one of us named us "The Back of the Bus Bunch"  soon we were know by that name by others.  Occasionally we would do things a group that had nothing to do with transportation.  In the late 1980s we actually enjoyed our fifteen minutes of local noteriety when an article about us appeared in the newspaper.  Gradually the original and early members of the group began to die or retire so that they no longer took the bus.  As i said, i left the group in 1998 after twenty-plus years.  I do not know whether there is still a "Back of the Bus Bunch" riding the Fairview bus.

Then about six years ago, one of our most stalwart members, began dying of cancer.  Two other women, one of whom was still riding in the "back of the bus," thought it would be a good idea, a benefit to our dying friend, to all get together for a reunion.  We had a brunch at IHOP on a Saturday with almost twenty of us in attendance.
Our friend soon died but the brunches continued, at first occasionally, and then regularly on the third Saturday of every month.  Others died off or lost interest and the group of BotBB "members declined eight or nine.  Many months, i did not show up.  Once there was me and one woman (the one i liked best as it turned out).  Then Dianne's well being seemed to require that i remain with her as often as possible and i stopped attending altogether.

This morning the BotBB met together for brunch at the IHOP.  Six of us were there, me and five of my favorite people.  A good time was had by all.

It has been a very pleasant Saturday so far.

Denise Levertov - Witness

Sometimes the mountain
is hidden from me in veils
of cloud, sometimes
I am hidden from the mountain
in veils of inattention, apathy, fatigue,
when I forget or refuse to go
down to the shore or a few yards
up the road, on a clear day,
to reconfirm
that witnessing presence.

Poetry Chaikhana | Denise Levertov - Witness

I saw this poem a couple of days ago and sort of liked it.
Its significance for me did not hit home until today.
Yes, i want to be a witness -- a witness to my own existence at least
and certainly to beauty and nature
and possibly to other folks, and to justice and mercy
and perhaps to God.
And absolutely to Her/His/Its/Their Love.

Levertov converted to Christianity, then to Roman Catholicism in her sixties.  I don't know when this poem was written but it was published after her death.  The monotheistic religions seem all wrong to me, yet so many of the people i admire and learn from are Christians, Muslims, and Jews -- and many are drawn from afar to affiliate with one or the other of them.