June 22nd, 2004


time like the present

I have two hours before I have to leave to be somewhere and must decide how to spend that time. I could read something. anything. I am in the middle of at least 25 books and have come to the conclusion that when all else fails I should be reading one of them if not three or four at a time. last night I picked up a book, read a few pages, picked up another book, read a few pages, picked up another book--the mistake I made was starting a new book which I have told myself I must not do again until I finish one that I am reading now. but it's a thin volume of poetry so shouldn't slow me down too much except that poetry always slows you down.

some time ago c and I were watching a Buffy rerun that I had not yet seen and c announced: you are about to experience extreme grad student envy. at which point willow started opening books, placing her fingers on the pages, and absorbing every bit of information in them within a few seconds. this was visualized as letters and words zipping up her arms and into her head, leaving the pages blank.

man I wish. if only buying the books were as good as reading them.

the other things I could do include hooking up musical equipment and messing around with it, carrying on some online conversations, or finally picking up where I left off in moving into this room. there are a few things left in the barnyard room that I need to incorporate into this space, and the wardrobe in the livingroom still has rejected socks and underwear in it as well as linens I never use.

probably I will stare at the screen for at least a few more minutes waiting for it to provide me with either the answer or the excuse to do nothing.
  • Current Mood
    recumbent recumbent


I've managed to dink around for the last hour and a half accomplishing nothing but getting dressed.

maybe I'll do something productive this evening.
  • Current Music
    Electric Light Orchestra - Can't Get It Out of My Head
mutts earl

why isn't the post office closed

did I mention that tonight I will be seeing Lady Bunny? am commencing the celebration with Patti and beer and anticipating losing myself in that weird nostalgia that occasionally makes its appearance right in front of you causing you to wonder what or who was going on back then and what or who is going on now and whether they are connected at all or if there is something irretrievable in both instances but different in each. one headed one way and the other another. perhaps loss is a necessary adjunct to linear conceptions of time.

but so it is queer month in san francisco and there are tourists all over and I have three drag shows to go to this week and the beer boycott is over and and and and. with the energy born of several weeks' abstinence I am ready to take the world on in several late-night bouts and will no doubt be exhausted come parade time sunday but probably I will go anyway. that one 500-person parade in Atlanta pretty much dictates to me that I always go even when it is the biggest parade of the year where I am now and even when the politicians step all over each other to be in it and even when dance and drum corps that have nothing to do with queer anything join in just because it is a parade and even when the anti-gay religious nuts don't bother to show up anymore. hell, even when several churches field parade contingents.

what would mom say. we're all damned I guess.
  • Current Music
    Patti Smith - Ghost Dance