Cracked
Woke up at four again this morning. It has become the "new norm," I guess. I went to bed feeling pretty good, though I cracked last night. First off, and this is not the bad part, I bought some...
View ArticleBitch and Cry and Whine
What will I whine, cry, and bitch about today? This pic was from my road trip last Saturday. Was it Saturday or Sunday? I'm too lazy to go back and look it up. But this was the day. It was an...
View ArticleFirst Gear
I'm trying, I swear. Yesterday, anyway, I shifted into first gear, got the old thing going. First gear felt pretty good. It was a gloomy morning full of wind and rain. The temperature, though, was...
View ArticleWaiting on a Beautiful Day
I'm still dry, but I haven't been staying very hungry. Still, I think the lack of alcohol calories should account for something. I will weigh myself tomorrow. If I am not down from the week before....
View ArticleBreaking Habits and Being a Hero
How long does it take to break a habit? The twenty-one day thing, I have read, is a myth. Ninety days is more like it. I'm two weeks in. Today I get on the scale. God help me. I am terrified. I...
View ArticleIf This Site Closes. . . . https://carnivaleselah.blogspot.com
Important!!!!Please Read.Long ago, I set this blog up through someone so that it was a .com setting. I pay through an account that has been closed, and I am being told that I need to change my...
View ArticleOne Pound
One pound. Maybe. At some point yesterday, I was down one pound. Disappointing as I was really feeling thinner. But as my mother sagely pointed out, "It's better than gaining." She had to throw in...
View ArticleLast Century
Never seen before by human eyes, never touched by human hands. . . it's a photo from the past century that has lived a life of obscurity. Why? Because I don't have thousands of images; I have...
View ArticleGolden Age
More unseen photography from the Way Back. I will never get through all the old files to make a website. I am too enamored with. . . myself, I guess. "Look at me! Look what I did!""Uh-huh....
View ArticleAmong the Throng
I was feeling guilty about not going to see my mother on a Friday afternoon. WTF, right? But what the hell. I'd dicked around all day futzing with photos and didn't get out of the house until the...
View ArticleWTF?--A Braggadocios Confession?
Q tells me that the title of these posts are not always visible. After I wrote this, I decided the title was important. I should have more enthusiasm and energy now that I am almost three weeks...
View ArticleThe Cold Twinkling of a Distant Star
I sit at homemost every night;some think I'm happyif they think of me at all.Alone in the dark, the t.v. on, I think of you,or not at all.I barely moved for two days, a slug, a mope. Then, from some...
View ArticleTrump's World
It is dark. It is warm and wet. I am illuminated by the Xenon light of the laptop. I imagine somewhere Trump eating a McBreakfast and sending out victory tweets. The Woke are doing everything they...
View ArticleChampion of the Universe
I was texting with Q the other morning. "I have to go to the gym now to get big and strong."When I got home, I had another text from Q."Did it work?""Sure," I said, and I included the photo above....
View ArticleAm I Content or Am I Blasé?
The air was cool. The sun was shining. I sat in the house until two. I felt ashamed, so I put on some ragged clothes and grabbed some cameras. I didn't know where to go. I drove the "regular"...
View ArticleHeritage
Etc.Yea, etcetera. Same thing, same complaints. Same actions, same results. Twenty-five days in, I've decided to go for forty. Forty days and forty nights. It sounds biblical, I think. There must...
View ArticleRoad
Serious confession. I'm leaving town today. That is not the confession, of course. I am anxious. That is. I put off travel for a day which was probably a mistake since it is going to be the...
View ArticleYou Might Want to Skip This Post and Go to the Next
It's cold this morning, friends, as I sit in my almost hundred year old house in the pre-dawn darkness. How does cold RISE through the floors? Heat rises, cold sinks. This old house was not...
View ArticleCampus and the Road Home
Driving onto the campus was familiar but different. All the hippie shops were gone now replaced by popular chains, and many tall apartment buildings now lined portions of the street. There was no...
View ArticleThe Beast
I am cursed I am beginning to believe in earnest. Who do that voodoo? I know who thinks they do. As I become more mystical, I may begin to believe so, too. Maybe I should rethink fooling with the...
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