I wrote this as I was watching The Twilight Zone last night. (RIP, Donna Douglas.)
Musings
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Happy New Year! Let’s try to make this one work, for a change…
Love,
Kevin
(1 January 2015)
12/31/2014: Where I’m at
I’ve already done a year-in-review post, so I’m going to skip re-hashing 2014 again. Instead, I’ll just attempt to summarize where things stand right now.
I spent the first part of this last day of the year 2014 at the nearest VW dealership, getting my car serviced. The engine had been idling a bit rough for a couple of weeks, and then one of the indicator lights in the dash came on a couple of times, so I figured I had better get it looked at while it was still a minor problem. It was a relatively minor problem, but I still had to get a new ignition coil and spark plug wires, setting me back almost a thousand bucks. Ouch. Fortunately, the long-ish wait (almost three hours) gave me a chance to read one of the many books that have been sitting in my to-read pile for a while, Ksenia Anske’s Rosehead.
Anyway, where am I now compared to one year ago?
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Last day of the year. Spent nearly a grand getting my car fixed. Fuck it—I’m getting a pizza.
Love,
Kevin
(31 December 2014)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Aye, it’s chilly today…
Love,
Kevin
(30 December 2014)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
On-hold music must be one of the greatest tyrannies of the modern age…
Love,
Kevin
(29 December 2014)
Where’s our concert?
In 1972, there was The Concert for Bangladesh.
In 1979, there was No Nukes.
In 1984, there was Band Aid.
In 1985, there was We Are the World and Live Aid.
Homewood, 2014 (a poem)
Another day, another video. Sigh…
A bunch of questions and answers for no particular reason
I recently found some lists of questions posted by people on Tumblr. I guess the idea is that the people who see the posts then choose one or more questions to ask of the person who posted them. I didn’t feel like doing that, so I just did a quick copy-and-paste into a Word document… Continue reading
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Not feeling as wiped out as I’d anticipated after last night’s mini-migraine…
Love,
Kevin
(28 December 2014)