What is a week to a cat? Grateful to my neighbor for taking good care of my Garbo while I was away.
Supposedly happy I’m home
On my kindle
Fever Beach by Carl Hiaasen
Animal Farm & 1984 by George Orwell
Robert rides
Hope everyone had a happy fourth. I stayed home with my little one. He’s not the biggest fan of Fireworks and my neighborhood can get very loud on this day. Here’s a picture from another year where he climbed to the top shelf of the closet to escape the booms.
currently on my kindle
Nightshade by Michael Connelly
The AI Con: How to Fight Big Tech’s Hype & Create the Future We Want by Emily M Bender & Alex Hanna
Continue reading “currently on my kindle”Happy 4th
A poem by the great Langston Hughes, with a Recipe for American Pie by Milton Bowens. ✌️
Let America be America again.Continue reading “Happy 4th”
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed—
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
Wtf dictionary dot com
Much to my chagrin, dictionary dot comContinue reading “Wtf dictionary dot com”
decided to update their app and website.
Doing so they basically did away
with thesaurus dot com and
the synonym of the day.
No Way! I shuddered.
This can't be!
Synonym of the day was an integral part
of how I broke my block.
I had a plan
I started off the year right. I had a plan and held to it for the first week. Then all hell broke loose and LA caught fire. The destruction has distracted me for the last few days. I couldn’t concentrate as the wind battered my bungalow and flipped the tarp in my backyard upside down and around. A fellow coworker isn’t doing much to help as I take on her shifts while she heals thyself. 4 days later I’m out of sync need some mental healing myself. My body is drained and just doing the minimum to maintain. I know what to do but a restorative sleep isn’t as easy as all that, not when one has a cat. But day by day, piece by piece, I’ll reset my clock and restart the plan.
First I just need to get through this day and not worry about what I can’t control. Worry is a wonder that has often stopped me dead, I let too much rest uneasy in my head.
I write this on the bus, there’s only 2 more stops. Oh good god the bus is changing shifts! Let it go, girl & breathe. Every thing will be ok.
ps I love LA.
new year, new prompts
A new year, a new prompt. I still like the look of the words of the day but last year was a wreck which did and didn’t go my way.
A new job, at an old place. A new disease for my pet, I didn’t want to face. But my schedule needs changing, as does my life.
I have commitments now and still have no time. I have a plan for the new year, no resolutions here! Fingers crossed I follow through lest I waste another year.
Maybe I can rejuvenate this tired mind.
I’m a tabula rasa, a blank slate who’s flying blind. Easily distracted from the goals I hold often tripping over threads and falling into rabbit holes.
Just like now, I’ve barely punched in, and am already bitched at by a privileged prick about tips. Oh (insert eye roll) I’ve had enough but I’ve got to let it go. There is a future for me and more to write. I already have 2 on the back burner to start before tomorrow, if I don’t then I can’t regret when I lament about where my dreams went.
mhughes poetry 