Saturday morning sunshine…

splashes through the windows onto the floor, offering warmth and illumination, not just light.
I stand in front of our front door, watching the squirrels scamper, for though it’s bright and inviting, the app on my celly says ’34 feels like 39′ … er, ok – it was mid 60s yesterday, windows down rolling home under fluffy clouded skies. Changes.

As I’ve written before, as I’ll write again sky and road for me are strong markers in my memories.
Bright, if not sunny – light reflecting off the snowy ground, WOUR plays Bowie’s ‘Space Oddity’ after the DJ shares the tragic news that the space shuttle Challenger has exploded … I continue from picking up my check towards … well, towards the first push pin that was hammered into my personal ‘where were you when’ memories board.

The day … well, we didn’t check our CNN feed on the computer like I would do 15 years later. My next recollection is driving Blood’s big ol’ hunk of american steel slowly into the bumper of the man in front of me on the on ramp to 12 south – we were heading down to Binghamton to see Lisa Koch (can’t recall if Pat Cook would also be there…) – ok, as I try to recall I get these snap shots, no real timeline – we made it to SUNY-B, it was dark, I  hit a parking sign in the parking lot of her dorm(?), we went out to eat (chinese?) … all missing, not even a blur. Odd…

We made it back to Trinity, where a note was on the table indicating that Shari had given birth while we were out joyriding – can’t recall if mom told me, but I found out I had become an Uncle with a nephew named Justin.

And thus on the 28th of January I get to feel the heights of amazement (a fucking Master’s degree!!! how the hell did he do that??) that help balance out the really sucky lows. Guess I appreciate that in a day. Perhaps it’s evidence to the balancing nature of our reality? At least it’s an example I get to look at and ponder, eh?

“stay, don’t go, I’m fading away…” sings David ‘Talking Head’ Byrne. Who do you think is more amazing – David or Peter Gabrielle? I think they’re both constantly impressive and entertaining – certainly help me understand the actual permanence of artistry, entertainment, and music. Granted, sometimes you need to put on Van Halen’s first album and just sink into the power and reality encased in that platter of vinyl, and I’m impressed that they’re as still together as they are, but compared to Peter riding a shiny bicycle around a round stage on YouTube, well … some continue to grow, and others gave what they had some time ago. It’s all good. It’s all what it is, right?

Did you see me earlier standing in the sunlight at my door, looking out, feeling warmed, listening to Adelle (holy shit she’s got a great voice, and I do so love her tune “someone like you”)? Do you see me at my desk setup typing (plodding?) away at this missive? I look about the living room (where I am) and see so much of our stuff, so much all about and wonder if it’s my comfortable chaos, no need to really put away files or things or get organized because I know (kinda) where things are, and well, that’s good enough. Do you see my calendars (it’s a new year people – I see a porch looking onto the rugged coast line to my left, an amazing tree-house  on my right, and I know my zen rock is out by the laundry center!) … I think a nice correlation is my music collection, where I’ve transitioned from Dire Straits ‘Brothers in Arms’ to The Distillers ‘City of Angels’ – both songs that I have at times played very very loudly and repeatedly – I know I’ve selected a Bach cello concerto by Yo Yo Ma (hey there Andy and Charlotte, I like visiting you guys in my memory), a Sigur Rós tune (does anyone know the names of the ones they like?), a Who tune that takes me to my front porch years, headphones on and music loud, a The Rescue tune so that I can recall Jeff Beck and my time as a scriptwriter with Brian (I feel shredded …) and perhaps a Yaz tune to help me do MY celebration of the year of the Dragon (they breathe fire). All sorts of something else, mixed in with amazing gems. Yeah – that’s apt for my physical space as well. Hmmm… epiphany? Or just observation?

Hey – have you seem my pup? Blue dog is amazing and we love her so very very much…

well, SHE’s comfy, that’s all that matters.

Well, thanks for listening to me chit chat – let me know how you’re doing, as January heads to it’s closing time (weeee new pics on my calendars!) and here in the unfrozen south we’re really not sure what season it may or may not be, or what to wear. Such is our varied and wondrous lives.

ciao,
s.

On a foggy day, a grey day, we drive … into the fog.

It’s like driving into a different realm. Where will be when we make it through? How long will the fog last? How long until we forget what the sun looks like? Better take a pic, just to be safe.

Ah blogging. The pressure to make it interesting, the joy of accidently putting together a few words that really do rock.

We’re media nomads, Boo & I. No cable, no dish – just the pure unadulterated rush of the stream! We’re watching the first few episodes of Torchwood – kinda fascinating really. Sadly, it sinks away at the end of the month.

Viv & Rachel had a wonderful reception over the weekend – a big ol’ log cabin that’s part of the Durham city parks department – in the woods off the busy road, a porch that looks out over Lake Mitchie. They had a good time, their friends had a good time, and I certainly enjoyed the event. Want to head back during the daylight/springtime – think the place will be lovely to wander around.

Then we had an outing with Carrie and Nate ’cause Oscar was in from LA to catch a Glass opera in Raleigh, so we took him to The Pit in downtown – odd place to take the vegetarian, but hopefully he enjoyed. Seemed to be having a great time, so yay!

So many things to chit and chat about – hey, finally watched Superbad – wow, what a great movie. Just heard today that I’m going to be a great uncle this year – always thought I was a decent uncle. Caught up with Morgan and Beth and Izzy tonight – Izzy’s getting chubby little cheeks, looking around the room with her eyes, the occasional in-advertant smile that makes Morgan quite happy – moving right along towards 2 months in a week or so!

So many things that aren’t really that important, not when you compare them to the big things. Say a friend feeling low over the loss of a beloved pet. We have had the incredible luck of having friends who made a world of difference for Boo and I when Canela passed. If I had a wish, I’d wish for R&C to feel the same exact overwhelming flood of love and care and support and understanding and ‘okay’ness … but we will do what we can and hope that in time their hearts are not aching as much. We’ll miss you Logans.

So… I hope you’re doing well with your loved ones close, your dreams in focus and being made real.

Here’s blue!

ciao,
S.

Sunny and crisp Saturday morning…

totally realize I’m a grown up, because I want to share the joys of listening to NPR.
On today’s Weekend Edition I tuned in as an expert suggested an information diet, followed by a reporter was wrapping up his 2 year stay in Russia, and my mind gets to tie in my 4 weeks of Russian language training, plus hopes and dreams dashed upon the shoreline of Monterey, plus a solid remembrance of Andy and Charlotte, who helped me have the correct phrase just in case things went poorly in the late 80s.

However the reason I got pushed to make an entry is this – an educated introduction to the meaning behind what we all know as the  2001: A Space Odyssey  theme song … which is called properly  Also sprach Zarathustra. I can’t link to the podcast, but I found it enlightening, for it’s a musical interpretation of a Nietche writing. Whoa!.

EDIT: – ok, and then they throw in an audio postcard from a late-season Adirondack hiker describing the great roaring falls as winter waits to visit Upstate. Nice. so very very nice…

Hope your weekend is going well!

ciao,
s.

Yessshhh….

Mutts Daily gives me this quote to ponder – We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.  – Joseph Campbell

One of my other ‘daily’ inputs is a cartoon called ‘Gaping Void’ – today’s looks like this:

Since it’s the new year, I’ve been trying to note how my day begins, what actions (coffee coffee!!) help, which are automatic (things such as SpiderOak and Dropbox and John’s Background Switcher on my work computer), which are ingrained (work email via Outlook at the office, via web pages at home), and then the little surprises – I seem to be in Windows Explorer by the third or fourth click, I really like having music playing (Grooveshark’s explore is kinda working for me, but I do self censor away from electro-funk described unknowns…), how the rhythm seems to be the same either at the office or at home (get going, check mail, check mail box, drink coffee, delve into project 1 of a billion..).

Hmmm… neat? who knows.
Ok – go have a hell of a friday, have a great Saturday, and ponder MKL – I like to play U2 songs loudly.
ciao,
s.