Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Friday, October 07, 2005

Slo mo Friday

Cool mornings and a nip to the air in the Heartlands the past couple of mornings after near 90 degree temps earlier in the week. A very few leaves showing color but the air is autumnal now and so is the light. I love the light of autumn, it has a crisp, sharp quality. I got no flow cause it's slow mo friday so when I can't show you flow, I go random. So random it shall be:

I'm fascinated by Nanowrimo but I just don't have the time. I'm behind on enough as it is.

Besides, I normally start off writing a short story but it takes me so long to plot and character develop that it becomes a long story, which isn't an acceptable genre.....maybe a novella?

I went three weeks without refilling my prescriptions.

Instead of getting my slow leaking tire fixed I just keep putting air in it.

I may spend the weekend naked if I don't do the laundry soon.

I can't get my vehicle in the garage because I still haven't unpacked enough from last November's move. It's the stuff I don't need, don't want to part with for the most part, and don't know exactly what the hell to do with it.

I have at least 15 books that I've bought and haven't read yet.

I need to buy new clothes and shoes. They all become worn at the same time because I buy them all at the same time. Not sure how to break the pattern. Maybe buy one outfit a month for awhile, course, wearing the same thing for a month wouldn't work. Could buy two and switch every day but people would catch on pretty quick. See? Don't know how to break the pattern.

I wear my pants out at the crotch, left side, every pair gets worn, jeans get white first, then tear through, even my dress pants usually get threaded...........he said proudly. It's true, I can prove it.

My shirt size is 17 - 35. I have really long arms.

Shoe size is 11.

I weigh 205

and am just under 6 ft

I wear the same style bracelet on both wrists. One was for the boy but he doesn't wear it so I do. It's an odd thing to do.....fuck it. They're my wrists.

They're silver, my watch is stainless, ring and necklace are silver.

For years I wore gold.

I really am going to get the tattoo within the next month, I promise. See, I'm a lazy fuck.

Waitresses usually give me a good natured hard time. Like they can tell I am trouble or something. You think it shows?

My life has changed considerably the past three months even though it is much the same.

My posts suck this week.

There is always next week.