VacayMarch 4, 2005
That's a happy sound, iffen you didn't know it. This is also a happy sound, said quickly and low: Wocka.
Know why I'm happy? Because I'm on VACATION! For seventeen days! Hoo boy! It's actually a week off using both overtime and a lot of help from my coworkers, and then a week on vacay, but it adds up to a glorious carefree seventeen days OFF.
Did I mention off? Like, no work? I did? Oh. Okay.
So posting might be sparse 'round these here parts (Deadwood starts on Sunday, don't forget -- ooooh -- I loved what the New Yorker said about the writer David Milch, how he shows a hell of a lot of darkness, knowing that just being able to see is the joy. Milch also sounds a little crazy, writing without ever touching a keyboard, hiring others to do that for him).
I'm going down south to Arroyo Grande this weekend for a wedding, taking m'girl and her dogs -- we're going to look at the ocean that runs along my hometown. And eat clam chowder. Sigh. Happy about that. After that, I really have no plans. I don't have the money to go anywhere else, even though I spent a little time online researching Last Minute Deals To Italy. It is not to be. Perhaps I'll just cook Italian. Or even better, I'll just drink some Italian wine. And listen to Italian pop. Er somethin'.
Okay, I'll admit, I do have one plan. And I'll tell you about it, so perhaps I'll shame myself into actually following through on it: I'm going to write. A lot. That's all I'll say. But I'm going to chain myself to a chair for a while. I will also catch up on my TiVo stash, while hopefully burning through some other stash at the same time (a retro-prep is almost done, and I'm hoping to perhaps design an aran cardie next). But I WILL write.
This is for our Cari: urban poppies on a city median, shot yesterday morning while I was stopped at a light at 7am, headed home, holding the cell phone/camera out the car window.
Look, they hadn't even woken up all the way yet.... I love them when they're like that.
Okey doke. I'm going to celebrate sloth. And write, yeah, yeah, whatever. But Laziness is the order of the day.