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Rabbit, rabbit. Today is my anniversary. Yay for me. That anniversary is not even supposed to be observed because the union ended in dissolution. That means that it wasn't even in existence? No, it's just not commemorated because even though there was a beginning, there was also an end. Do we commemorate the end? I can't even remember when it ended. I know that the next one was well underway by the time I finally made it official. We had to do an honest to goodness dissolution on a legal level. Plus, there was another person involved. Two, actually. Whoopsie!
November as a month is blah. I have never liked the month of November. It's only because of Thanksgiving that there is any reason to even exist. We have much to be thankful for, I always say that. It's so true. It's all first world problems. But brown food doesn't make me feel happy. I used to be all for a big old plate of brown food but now I want it to be colorful. Is that a bad thing? There are too many choices for us to choose to serve everything brown. Not going to do it this year!
Tuesday I'm just beginning to see now I'm on my way. I still refer a lot to Tuesday Afternoon by the Moody Blues. Today at work, the day dragged. There wasn't enough to keep me busy and I was bored. I walked around too much. I was distracted. I know that when I am focused on a project, I can focus so hard on the issue that time just disappears! That's a good thing. I need to make my life like that. Live life to the fullest should be more than just something that we say. We should live it!
Up in the air, junior birdman. I remember the time I saw someone do that back in college. They put their finger and thumb together and then put their hands on their face upside down and started singing. I never found out what the hell. But that was probably for the best. I just wonder why I was thinking of it right now. No real reason, I'd say. I was just thinking that I needed to write about something! So there you go. I filled up 100 words just telling a story that was bare bones, but it was told.
This is for America. I pray we don't have to deal with a Trump presidency. It would be a disaster for the country. Who will be the next president of the United States? I pray that Hillary wins. We not only would have our first woman president, but we could have a decent chance of having a good four year run. I wonder why half the country has been turned against her. Her husband, although flawed, was one of the best presidents we ever had. It's time for another chance for the Clintons. Let's go America. We can do it!
On Sunday, I like to take it easy. Sometimes that works out and I spend the entire day in bed just watching the Golden Girls. I miss the good old days. I was shocked the other day to see that Sophia played a trick on Rose and pretended to be the president. And she was referring to Reagan. Scheisse! That show was really on that long ago? I feel like I'm 100. I can hardly believe it was so long ago. And they're all dead except for Betty White. That's the part that is really freaky. Time keeps on marching.
Monday is good to me. That's because it's just another day. All of the days are good to me. I am fortunate. The sun is shining. It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. I'm in the mood for pancakes. I think I'm going to go to the gourmet market for dinner. I did! And they undercharged me. I couldn't figure out how a take out dinner for two from the gourmet market could only be $12. And then I got home and saw that I had been undercharged by that amount. Go figure. I didn't go back and report it.
It's Election Day in America. It's the day that we pray the country does the right thing. It is so possible that the country can do the wrong thing because they've done it before. I think that this year there is going to be an unprecedented turnout for voting because everyone realizes just how important it is that we don't allow a phony to become president. We have a choice. The first woman or the first phony. I hope that people can do the right thing and that the majority vote for the first woman and not the bad man.
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Won't you be my neighbor? How to write 100 words? No more, no less. Well, I'm going to try. Here goes. What is better than writing 100 words? Doing 10 of them at once. That's 1000 words. Go know. I have let myself get behind by 10 days, and that's not a good thing. That means that I have to write and write and write. I can't even remember what I did on the 9th so it won't be a diary entry but just a bunch of words. That's not a bad thing!
Was a sunny day. Not a cloud was in the sky. Not a negative word was heard from the people passing by. Was a sunny day. All the birdies in the trees and the radio's singing songs, all the favorite melodies. He was a Navy man stationed in Newport News. She was a high school queen with nothing left to lose. Her name was Lorelei. She was his only girl. She called him Speedoo, but his Christian name was Mr.Earl. I love those lyrics. So simple. Such a simple song by Paul Simon. Yet so lovely. I love it.
Donald Trumpís victory in the presidential election in the US, unexpected by the majority of political commentators, initially caused a shock followed by a wave of comments. These comments reflect the bewilderment of the experts and ideologues in the face of the new reality, the meaning of which they refuse to understand. All of a sudden, these people realized the undemocratic nature of the American indirect election system, which they were accepting at face value before the voting took place. They announced that since Clinton won the popular vote, Trumpís presidency cannot be considered legitimate. What a mess.
From Wikipedia: There once was a man from Nantucket Who kept all his cash in a bucket. But his daughter, named Nan, Ran away with a man And as for the bucket, Nantucket. But he followed the pair to Pawtucket, The man and the girl with the bucket; And he said to the man, He was welcome to Nan, But as for the bucket, Pawtucket. Then the pair followed Pa to Manhasset, Where he still held the cash as an asset, But Nan and the man Stole the money and ran, And as for the bucket, Manhasset. Have a nice!
Is Sunday the 13th unlucky? Could you imagine that every time a date of the 13th rolled around that some people think it's unlucky? That's horrifying. I couldn't live with that supposition. There are a lot of superstitions that make life unbearable. Do you know of any beneficial superstitions? I am immediately struck by the black cat thing. Now when black cats cross my path I think of it as a lucky omen. That's it! Turn that frown upside down. I'm a gonna go there. I will to will thy will. I am pliable, that's for sure. Have a nice!
Soon it will be Xmas day. What the what? That's just cray. Why am I even thinking of the next holiday skipping right over the one next Thursday. I liked to call it Turkey Day for awhile, but as I eschew meat in my old age, it's back to good old Thanksgiving. That's the reason for the season. Not some bird that we are gonna roast and eat it all up. And then make soup! Leftover turkey for days. And it's not even the magical day yet. Then we have Santa time. That's all there is, folks. Have a nice!
Have a nice day. That's all I have to say. I'm trying. I can be trying. I wonder and I wander. I wonder as I wander. What's good for the goose is good for the gander. When will Ryan Gosling grow up to be Ryan Goose? I love the Golden Girls. Bring me some golden raisins. Whatever happened to bread pudding? I don't know but I could use some good old comfort food right about now. What is wrong with me? I can't stop thinking about food. I am a food addict. There I go, eating again. I do everyday!
The month seems to fly. There is an urgency in the air. It soon will be Thanksgiving. And soon after that, the December holidays and before you know it, we're celebrating the new year. Soon it will be New Year's Day! I can't believe that it's going to be 2017. First of all, we are going to be 17 years into the new century. What the what? How did that happen? The relentless passage of time ensures that we all will get to our expiration date. It's right around the corner. Every month is flying. Time is fluid. Get it?
HRS likes to put a special emphasis on the number 17. It's just another number. It's prime, n'est-ce pas? I like that idea. I have to get to the garden to water the plants. They must be drooping. We haven't had any decent rain since this is the dry season. Every once in awhile a front comes through and brings some rain and then we get cold weather. And cold is relative. For us, it's cold as soon as the temperature drops below 70 degrees. That's a good one, eh? I am in the mood for a Cuban sandwich.
The beat goes on and the pace quickens. That's a fact, Jack. Do you know what I mean? Do you? I hope so. Because that's a premise that I am sticking with! I love to eat. I am a food addict. I am thinking about eating right now. And I already ate! I am eating a lot less meat these days. Soon, I will go full veg. I feel it coming. And that means that I have to give up eggs and cheeses. That is just wrong. I have a lot of thinking to do. That's why the pace quickens!
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. I am trying to be a good neighbor. What does it take to be a good neighbor? The first thing is to keep your house presentable and up to the standards of the neighborhood. That's imperative. And the next thing is to live and let live. You can be friends with one or two of the neighbors, but certainly not all of 'em. That's a tall order. I am hungry. It's that time again. It's time to eat. I'm always hungry! Is that a bad thing? I don't care. I'm just gonna eat.
Here we are, sliding into Thanksgiving. It's the week of the two day holiday. It's become a de facto holiday. I'm talking about the day after. It's a good thing. It's not hangover material. That's not what this is all about. It's about that excess of the holiday. You have to show that there's a cornucopia of stuff. We know that we have lots for which to give thanks. I was just watching a cooking show and they were making babka. And I loved the method. It seemed so easy. I have to make it. I used to love that.
Monday is so good to me. And so is every other day! I'm blessed. That's all there is to it. I'm happy and I know it. I think I'm gonna show it. There's a reason to be happy. It makes life better. I think that it's all mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter. That's a good one, eh? I'm so clever. But really, I just wanted to say have a nice day. Sometimes I'm in a good mood and today is one of those days. That's a good thing. I'm going to have a great day!
Today is a sad day for me. It's mom's yarhzeit. It's also the day that President Kennedy was assassinated. I just went through the day like any other day but that thought was always on my mind. I miss Mom. She was okay. She birthed me. I used to say that birthdays should have been a celebration of Mom. She did all the work. I just slid out! But that was a good day, for sure. I am sad, but happy that I had her in my life. I also am grateful for Dad. That's it. I'm just grateful. Really.
Soon Thanksgiving will become a three day holiday. As of now, it's already a de facto two day holiday, but Wednesday has become a half day or a day to celebrate early. It's ironic how workers are always looking for time off (with pay). I'm no different. I like to get paid for doing nothing. Who doesn't? It's a thing. That's true. I'm weird. That's okay. I like that part of me. But back to the subject of time off. Tomorrow is a day to give thanks. I'm thanksful just to be alive! It's a good thing. Praise the Lard.
Yay, it's Thanksgiving. We give thanks in a new way. The old ways have gone by the wayside. Well, we still give thanks by having a very large meal. I suppose it represents the cornucopia of stuff that we have. I like to compare the Thanksgiving feast to the Shabbat dinner, only 10 times more elaborate. That's the ticket! It's fun. We go to a friend's house. HRS sent his sister to Hialeah so she could have a Cuban Thanksgiving. There's a good reason for that. They speak Spanish and at the celebration we go to, it's all English. Oy.
I did good. I didn't buy anything! That's what it's all about. I know I used things that I had bought earlier but I didn't buy anything today. It was a fun day. I went with Ricki to Greynolds Park for the Lumpy Sue festival. We had a good time even though we were only there for a very short time. I took her back home and went to Publix and bought a sub and came home and took a nap. Today is the official day of naps. It's required by law to take a nap today. And I did!
Saturday is a good day to do nothing. I'm doing nothing right now. That's a good thing. I don't want to do, I just want to be. Soon it will be Xmas Day. And then what? We'll just go on to New Year's Day. And then comes 2017 and the reign of President Trump. I'm a-scared. That's okay. A lot of folks are. That's what it's all about. Just don't get to a-scared. It's all going to be okay. It will work out. Baby, won't you go along with that? I think you can do it. I try.
Trying to reason with hurricane season. What? Wasn't that a summer thing. Well, it seems with the advent of climate change, that hurricane season now ends at the end of November. That just isn't fair but it's a fact of life. And it's always that pesky Caribbean where they start at this time of year. Luckily, they aren't threatening us but it's just the fact that it's still a possibility. I am going back to bed now. I think a good nap will cure this ill feeling that I'm having right now. It's not a good thing to think about.
Lather rinse repeat. It seems that the time between Thanksgiving and the beginning of December is like a lull before the storm. I know that it's gearing up for Art Basel right now. There's a flurry of activity in preparation for the big days this week. It all begins in December. And then it's history afterward. It's all going too fast. Stop the world, I want to get off! It's time to get off. Get off, get off! Get off. Get off. I know that's a bad lyric to quote but as I wrote it I was singing the song!
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It's the last day, November. That means that tomorrow is a rabbit rabbit day. It's also going to be World AIDS Day. It was a thing back in the day but now AIDS seems so yesterday. It's such an 80s thing. Do people even die from that diagnosis these days? I don't think so. They just get medicated to death. At least that's what I think. I wonder about all those guys that were lost to the AIDS crisis. I miss them all even though I have forgotten some of them. That's sad. As time goes on, so do I.
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