A little of this. A little of that.
It’s the fourth month of the year,
with one week to go when a new month
will start. It seems like only yesterday
a year started and it seems to be zipping
along at breakneck speed.
I know as one gets older time moves a lot
faster than in our younger days, when it seemed
to just plod along like a snail, especially at
work, and clock watching was a nerve wracking
past time.
No matter what, time stops for no one, and it
keeps right on going, ad infinitum.
um …. hmm
that’s all she wrote
so…we agree to disagree
but what were we agreeing
to disagree about when we are
disagreeing on what we were
supposed to be agreeing to
disagreeing about
so are we going to agree to
disagree or are we going to
keep on agreeing to disagree
on lord knows what the hell
we are agreeing to disagree
about …
agreed
he spent the whole night trying to
convince his basset hound dog not
to commit suicide.
um…yeah…well ok.
nice talk
wonderful weather
great for walking
great to clean the
brain’s garbage
out with
wonderful to talk
to people with
and above all
I am at peace
with myself
Zeke is taking his early evening walk, which he does faithfully 24/7, unless the weather is really bad. He waved to a couple of people he knows, sometimes will have a short conversation with some of them. As he proceeded continuing his walk, when he turned the corner, and lo and behold was an anaconda snake, fully grown, and looking straight at Zeke. He was so startled, that he practically crapped in his pants, and his heart was beating away like a fucking like a drum solo at a rock concert. A minute or two went by when he finally managed to dial 911 and tell police dispatcher about the snake. Two policemen arrived a few minutes later, along with the animal control officer, and got hold of the snake, and put it in a cage.
Needless to say, Zeke didn’t get much sleep that night, as all he could thing and see in his mind the anaconda straight at him.
Listening and watching the Miles Davis video titled: What Now, leaves me feeling good all over. There is one video which was recorded back in April of 1959, and it also John Coltrane playing along with Gil Evans and other greats from the jazz community. It has to one of the best pieces of music I have listened to since I was a child. The song sounds just as good today as it did 55 years ago, and I was just a 10-year-old kid, that started liking jazz at an early age. It is a song I will never get tired of listening to.
it is a cold blustery day, that stop Jim for taking his daily. as he is walking through the city park something caught him in the corner of his eye. so he stopped and looked off to the side and saw a middle-aged man bundled up and smoking a cigarette. Jim went down to where the man was standing against a wall. he asked the man if he was alright and he said he was, but he said he was hungry and could use some food and a cup of coffee. Jim asked him why he doesn’t go to a shelter and he the man said he hated shelters. with that said, Jim gave him some money enough to get him a meal or two. when Jim wished him well, he continued on his walk, and he had the thought the homeless man would be most likely buy a cheap bottle of booze, and or couple of bottles of beer. he hated to think that way, but he has seen the movie played out before. and wasn’t going to go back to find out what he did his money.
its been almost six years now that I quit smoking
the same time I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes
during this past time, my average weight has been
around 140 pounds plus/minus a pound or three
before I was hospitalized my weight was around
170-175 pounds and for my height of 5’6″ that to
me was a lot of excess baggage to carry around
at 75 years of age I never felt better in my life
back in the day when I was a smoker I was sometimes
smoking up to two packs a day which is way too much
so about a few months before I quit I was slowly
weaning myself away from the horrible habit
now I can’t even stand the smell of cigarette smoke
I will say this the smell of a it cigarette and the
smoke it produces is fucking disgusting and I don’t
miss smoking at all
twiddling thumbs
tapping toes on floor
rocking back & forth
pacing back & forth
repeatedly snapping bubble gum
can’t keep still
whistling dixie
chain smoking
he said
she said
they said
the neighbor said
cousins
uncles
aunts
sons
daughters all said
me the lips are sealed
in one ear out the other
blind in one eye can’t see out of the other
starve a cold feed a fever
there’s no ice in ice cream
medium rare what the hell does that mean
you made your bed now sleep in it
feed your head read a book any book as long as its a book
snow on the ground not much though cold windy as all hell kind of chills the bones makes you pick it up a step or three snow blowing off the roof tops also on park grounds not too many people out venturing but who’s to say and criticize we are all creatures of habit of whatever floats their boats winter can sure have its moments good bad so-so of course I’ve always preferred winter over summer for the simple reason the walking is better unless the walkways are icy then its better not to chance it as for the summer when it is hot and very humid well it just slows me down and it kind of takes the fun of walking or doing anything else outside so all in all happy the way things are living day by day the simple life and tend not to let things bother me so try to steer clear of politics and religion as they tend to be endless arguments and headaches to boot shit I don’t need to deal with …
today and everyday
make the best of it
it works for me
It’s tough to make predictions, especially about the future.
Yogi Berra
it’s sunday a new day a new week but the same old same old month… nothing new or exciting going on… still haven’t heard back about the results of the ultrasound performed as the doctor was off for a few days so I’m not worried about it… should hear from her tomorrow or the next day… good day to do some crosswords… anyways hope you are having a good day…
Went to the hospital this morning for the scheduled 10:00 ultrasound on my neck. I got there a bit early and didn’t have to wait long. The procedure took roughly 10 minutes, five minutes for each side. The sounds I heard while doing it was kind of eerie, like out of sci-fi movie. Anyways, I’m glad that part is behind me, now to hear from the doctor sometime on Tuesday. At least I’m more at ease now, and feel much more relaxed.
Today, I’m taking it easy and trying to keep my mind at ease. The reason why is Monday morning a scheduled cat scan is being done on the front side of the neck to check to see if the flow of blood has any problems.
Anyway, see what happens when I get the results back in a day or two. Hopefully all I need is tweak with the meds that I take every morning..
busy
busy
busy
as
in
busy
as
a
bee
Medical professionals, not insurance company bureaucrats, should be making health care decisions.
~Barbara Boxer
In an earlier post titled: You Know, it was a post that was written to get something off my chest. It’s been the hot humid air that I am not too fond of. I never did like that kind of weather. Anyway, when I came home from an early afternoon walk, which by the way slows down my pace, I still ended up soaked by sweating and cut the walk short. So, I got my laptop, and a cup of coffee, sat on the couch and just started typing away, and wrote anything that came to mind, actually it just flowed out, without any real thinking as to what I was going to say.
The other thing I want to point out is, is that it reminded me of the way Jack Kerouac would write. Just type away like a madman, and that was how I felt, which was a good feeling. I mean I could of wrote a lot more but I think I made my point about the way I feel about certain types of weather.
One more thing I want to point is that a lot of what I written was meant to be a cross between truth and fiction, so you can read it any way you like, I will not hold that against you.
Hopefully it will be the impetus to write more. and go from there…
… it’s time that they ban outlaw hot steamy humid foul smelling fucking smoky air fouling up our lungs and making life fucking miserable even the local bag lady agree says her worn out bra gets so sweaty she has to literally peal it off her breasts and her partner who was heading down to the river for his weekly bath needs some new socks as the ones he has now are full of holes and his shoes are practically soleless so he has a hard time getting around so they plan on going dumpster diving hoping to find shoes socks and a bra or two and maybe some shirts too and then see if they can scrounge up some day old donuts from the local coffee shop and they will save them for their morning breakfast and then they will go to the park and sit under the big oak trees and try to take their minds off the oppressive weather then set out later in the evening looking for something to eat then head back the bridge where they catch some sleep so anyways they are in agreement that summer has its good and its bad points and its the fucking bad points they can do without. smart people.
tourists from the
hick towns
in awe of the
big city skyscrapers
“A man is born alone and dies alone; and he experiences the good and bad consequences of his karma alone; and he goes alone to hell or the Supreme abode.”
~ Chanakya
“January cold and desolate;
February dripping wet;
March wind ranges;
April changes;
Birds sing in tune
To flowers of May,
And sunny June
Brings longest day;
In scorched July
The storm-clouds fly,
Lightning-torn;
August bears corn,
September fruit;
In rough October
Earth must disrobe her;
Stars fall and shoot
In keen November;
And night is long
And cold is strong
In bleak December.”
~ Christina Rossetti
skimming rocks
across the pond’s
smooth surface
Watching a couple of black & white Perry Masons from 1962. I was 13 years old which was 61 years ago. That also was the year I started high school. It seems like it was yesterday…
got out of bed a few minutes
before 6:00 am grabbed my phone to see what the current
temperature was … lo and behold it was 73F with a dew
point reading of 72 … looked out the window and it was
hazy all fuck … now this will make for a miserable day
as I really hate this weather … keep it down south way
down as far it will go and keep it there … when I went
out to do an errand it didn’t take long to be soaked with
sweat … it’s good to be home
namaste
she is heading out to the other side of the country. hopefully a change of scenery will make all the difference in her life.
people flocking
to the beach
to get relief
from the stifling
heat
coffee
what would
I do without it
IÂ would most
likely be a
basket case
and bouncing off
the fucking walls
thats why I keep
a steady supply
of different brands
I do like to change
it up so I don’t get
tired of drinking the
same old same old
took a walk after I finished my supper and it is muggy as all hell and needless to say I was drenched … what helped me keep my mind off the humid air I listened to podcast about an independent bookstore… it was very interesting as I am a book lover and I do make the time each and every day to get some reading in … what surprised me was a few more people out and about both young and old … here I’m thinking that I would be the only person out walking which on most I may see a couple or more out there … not even going to bother to figure it out … now sitting on the couch writing this post along with a cup of coffee and finally feel like a normal self again
namaste
“I was lucky enough not to face any required summer reading lists until I went to college. So I still think of summer as the best time to read for fun.”
~ Margaret Haddix
rush hour
frustrated drivers
horns tooting incessantly
it is shortly after noon the sky got really dark and off in the distance the rumble of thunder now the rain has arrived and will be doing its thing for the next couple of hours or so…the afternoon walk is put on hold so I can sit back and read a book…books to me are a life saver as it beats watching tv or staring at the walls…hopefully the mugginess will go away, as it did a number on me yesterday and this morning and everything inside had that wet feeling, knowing it was humid outside on went the a/c to dry the damp feeling…
namaste
“Coffee is real good when you drink it gives you time to think. It’s a lot more than just a drink; it’s something happening. Not as in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location, but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but not actual hours or minutes, but a chance to be, like be yourself, and have a second cup.”
~ Gertrude Stein
cream of the crop
until it turns sour
then the odor is
unpleasant to the nose
hot and humid
the kids lining up for
free ice cream
it’s hot outside
cool inside
I’ll take the latter
Today is supposed to be the hottest day of the week …with it comes the high humidity and the haze that accompanies it when it does get hazy it makes the sky the air and everything around it and in the distance too look like total shit …it like altars the color of things like trees and buildings just to name a couple of things …it can also make breathing difficult for people who respiratory problems …it can make some dogs lazy and seek out a shady spot to lie down and relax …when I go for walks it kind of automatically slows down my pace a step or two which is probably a good thing …with all this said this is why I love the winter months so I don’t have to put up with this bullshit
namaste
hustlers and scammers
working the busy
streets seeking
by surprising
their innocent victims
homeless people
sleeping
on sidewalks
life is a crap shoot
you win some
and you lose some
Tuesday afternoon also a song back in the 1970’s sung by the Moody Blues can still hear the song in my head like I was being transported back in time …with that said often wondered would want to back to those days and before that which would be the 50s & 60s … sure there was some good times mixed in with the not so bad the really bad … well I have mixed feelings about it so suffice me to say would probably just sit back and reminisce about the days of yore …some of the people I got to know have left this planet in different ways some I miss greatly and then there’s the ones no great loss …then there are the ones that moved away to different towns and different states …even most of my closest relatives live out of state but I elected to stay where I am in Massachusetts the state I was born and raised in …anyways I have my books plenty of them which will keep me entertained and the mind sharp so the brain doesn’t go into dry rot …also I like to do crosswords online and ink on paper the digitals ones I do on The Boston Globe and The Washington Post some of the puzzles can be real head bangers but most of the time I will manage to solve them even if it takes me a awhile …back to what I like to read are mostly fiction essays and toss in some memoirs …speaking of memoirs the book I am currently reading is Townie by Andre Dubus III … its about growing up in the Greater Haverhill and Newburyport area the life he lived was very adventurous and violent …his father was a professor and writer a couple of his book I read many years ago …then there are the books that I have started reading like short stories, essays which I go back to from time to time I could go on but I’ll leave it right here
ciao
cows being milked
chickens being fed
part of owning
a farm
music in the park
brings people of all
ages together
“This is The Tonight Show. I can’t tell you too much about it, other than the fact that this program is going to go on forever.”
~ Steve Allen
He said this back in the 1950s, and it still is an NBC staple…
two strangers
playing a serious
game of chess
on the city plaza
street corner philosopher
conversing about
life in general
a day of doing three online crosswords along with some book reading …get some walks in …watch a game or two of baseball which was always my favorite sport and then football …then there is blog to tend to if I find a some spare time along with replying to some of the comments that which some can be interesting to read …and then there’s Amazon always checking to see what if anything catches my fancy…
ciao
took a walk muggy as all hell came home with the t-shirt practically glued onto my skin …it also drained me and was glad to be back home and the first thing I did was turn on the a/c …slowly recovering …now I’ll sit back relax and probably try to finish one of the books I am reading
ciao
sitting in the shade
reading a book
passing the time away
feeding the pigeons
kids splashing
having fun
city life
coffee stand
morning rush
city Life
neighbors chatting
swapping stories
city life
outside it is hot humid sticky
indoor it is cool
so sitting on the couch reading a book then emails on the laptop fell asleep while doing that the battery slowly shitting the bed when woke up from the power nap the computer was telling me to plug in charge it up then it will be good to go when I use it again so typing this post on the phone all is good maybe continue reading a few more emails and then probably read one of six books that I have going
undecided whether to take an after meal this evening as the walk earlier in the afternoon knocked the shit out of me … playing it by ear but dollars to donuts most likely will do it
broiling sun
stifling air
city life
pizza parlor
outdoor eating
city life
Fourth of July is nearly over with and with that said it seems that summer flies by and the next thing is that you wake up and its Labor Day and football season is upon us the kids are back in school plus the days keep getting shorter till the middle of December … well anyway the point I am making is that the time the months and the seasons fly right on by and it feels like when I change the calendar to the next month it seems that I am ready to change it again … with all that said it feels good to ramble on
Ciao
opened hydrants
cooling off
city life
strap hangers
crammed subways
city life
people watching
passers-by
city life
bake a cake
roast a chicken
broil a steak
same appliance
eating
reading
walking
eating
reading
walking
repeat
good book(s)
black coffee
comfortable couch
summer heat
window fans
city life
“Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.”
~ Sara Coleridge
Here it is a humid Friday afternoon. There’s a advertisement on the boob tube,that I have a beef with. It concerns doing the laundry, and the guy says that its the second most hated chore to do. What number one is I have no fucking idea, and I won’t even hazard a guess as to what the chore is. Anyway, I have no problem doing the laundry, don’t get me wrong its not like I do handstands and or cartwheels, that would be beyond the norm. I just do it and when it’s all said and done, then I go onto something else. My feeling is that if you doing something like the laundry or whatever it is that has to get done, then you start making up excuses into putting it off, then you kick yourself in the ass for not doing it, as you end with more to do. You get the point I’m making.
Have a happy rest of the day.
hot dogs
ice coffee
city life
“History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again.”
~ Maya Angelou
dogs barking
people hollering
city life
The afternoon is half over with and it is humid and when I arrived home from my walk I thought I would have to pry off the t-shirt as it felt like it was glued on to my body
Come tomorrow another week is coming to a close along with the closing of the month of June oh well
So far we haven’t been affected by the smoke from the Canadian wild fires and reading how the air was from the smoke like in Chicago and Pittsburgh just to name two to see the photos of the smoke filled tells you how bad that shit is for the people who have breathing problems and other respiratory ailments
Two-thirds of the afternoon is history with a third to go when it becomes evening yet it is still daylight for a couple of more hours so it should still be afternoon till the time the sun sets then call it for what it rightfully is evening I mean it’s the logical thing to do
And another thing is the gop clown show is off and running in neighboring New Hampshire and in one or more other states I for one don’t pay to much attention to what they have to say as it all amounts to a heaping pile of bullshit and anyways I’ve been an independent for 50 years or so and only voted for a republican only once and that was for our former governor of Massachusetts he probably the only sane gop governor who guided the state during the covid pandemic and he paid no attention to the orange menace in Washington
I try to stay out of politics as I am tired of getting into silly sometimes mundane arguments and end up with a fucking headache really who needs that
Last Wednesday of the month and have no errands or any other running around to do.
It does look it wants to do something weather wise as it is getting dark. If it rains I can live with that. What I don’t deal with is the sticky stuffy humid air. I am at my worst. Any other type of weather is not a problem. Thats just me.
Time to boot up the laptop and tackle the crossword.
Later
Read a book. Learn something new.
it’s late in the afternoon and nothing really exciting going on within my end of the world.
did pick up my prescriptions earlier so that Ms Walgreens won’t keep texting and phoning me reminding me that my prescriptions are ready
as for the the rest of the afternoon took a quick power nap then proceeded to wash my hair and did a little book reading
thats it for now from the humid home front
An exciting day
Why
Had blood work done
Now to wait for the results
Hopefully everything will be good
until the end of the year
Then will be doing it again
It’s like wash rinse repeat
Today is the last Monday of the month
It is a day closer to the end of the month
A day closer to the end of the year
A day closer to becoming a 75 year old man and I’m proud of how far I have come to the three quarter mark of the century milestone
Sitting in the rocking chair
Biding time
As I am getting older
With every passing tick of the clock
“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
~ Jane Austen
Standing at the crosswalk, waiting to get to the other side of the street. Cars going like a bat out of hell, ignoring the pedestrians impatiently waiting to get across the way.
A Pondering Mind 
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