Alex, the break-dancer has been over to my apartment a few times and it took a while for me to recover all the things that go into an evening with a guest in our home. He suggested from the beginning that we watch a movie together. I think the subject must have come up at some point at the end of a long day during which neither of us were able to ( Read more... )

There was a poetry reading Thursday evening. It caught my eye because it was sponsored by an organization called, "The Route 9 Literary Collective", a reference to the four-lane highway that carries one to and from Hartford and Old Saybrook and which is visible from the balcony of my studio in Middletown, It's also th quickest way to get to New ( Read more... )

I haven't had one f these dreams in a while, the Make-Believe-Friend dream, he kind of dream that cobbles together a bunch of aspects fro differfent people in the real-world, into a single amalgam. I had them frequently when Crosby was younger. I don't thnk I had them at all during the pandemic. And, certainly not since I started raising fish ( Read more... )

Forced myself to go to Holy Trinity in Middletown even though I craved sitting in the studio sun, watching Sunday morning interview shows. I haven't picked up a paintbrush all winter. I have mostly been consumed with getting over an unspecified virus that has variously wreaked havoc with my energy, my bronchial tubes and probably my immune system. ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a long day. It began by waking up to my alarm, which is something I haven't had to do in a long, long time, and it ended with my falling asleep by ten o'clock, watching an old film noir called, "Whirlpool". The very next day, I had to change nearly all of my appliance orders for the new kitchen to - you guessed it - Whirlpool (the ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a pretty full day and in a pleasant way. There was Mass at Ascension, a crisp excursion complete with an art exhibit following the service. They have a new Associate Priest, a woman, and yesterday happened to be her first day on the job. She gave the homily, and presided over a Coffee Hour discussion of a quilt she had created. It was ( Read more... )

I think the trip down memory lane with Anthony stirred up some dormant issues in my subconscious, resulting in two, possibly three, vivid dreams last night ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a feast day although you probably would not have known it from any outward signs. We received Communion at the High Altar instead of the moveable table. I heard one clueless couple in back of me while inching up the center aisle together, ask why "they changed things", but my lizard brain decided to condemn them to total ignorance ( Read more... )

Sumner came up with some pretty sage advice concerning Tiger. He says, I needn't worry that he is somehow my 'last best chance' at having a boyfriend. He thinks I have lots of time before I have to worry about getting too old and that there are plenty of people out there who are better suited for me. He seems to think I'm doing all right. But, of ( Read more... )

Sumner and I decided to go off script today. To me, that meant covering slightly different material in our respective sessions and widening their scope a bit more. I learned a little bit more of what he does for a living and his financial goals for the near future. I was of almost no help. We each have entirely different tolerances for risk. He ( Read more... )