Porthole

Seventeenth week of the New Year

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It's Caleb's birthday. Just called his father, no answer.

Supposed to be sunny all week. Days over 90 predicted.

Today is Meatloaf Monday at God's Waiting Room.

Time to turn NPR on?

Got meatloaf. Kathi had me speak to Bree... so we meet Thursday. Hopefully she can help resolve a major issue.

Books... who wants books? Got small boxes to move them out.

Box #1: 13 books gone. Goal: 100.

It's 2 p.m. 79 degrees. 3 p.m. 81 with a breeze. Very pleasant outside. 100 in the forecast for Saturday now.

Sunday afternoon

Twirl to the sound of the machine,
the swish of shirts begging to be clean,
the cleansing of the day long before sunset.

The swirl of thoughts create an unheard thunder
throbbing in my head; the urge to scream
stifled by the need to stay calm.

Let the blanket of grey part before sunrays.
Pray that they block the burn.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.44] (10.juli.2022)

Recycling the words

Door steps, used as bricks,
kicked, dropped, a wall of words
built from faded tomes,
call it a library
or a pile of clutter,
a treasure trove for bookworms
and lost thughts.
What's bought can be resold;
what's free, gifted to others,
those brothers and mothers
who inhale their fragrance, caress
those coffee-stained pages,
imbibe their wisdom.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.45] (11.juli.2022)

“I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them.”

-Andy Bernard

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86°F at 2:22... and rising. Watching the January 6th committee.

Earlier: Box#2: took 12 books to God's Waiting Room. Goal: 25/100.

Sat with Don and others. Both burrito and stew were very good.

Task: clear off counter and table. Find where things go. Put them there!

93 degrees with 19% humidity at 7 pm. But not oppressive.

Not making good headway with cleaning today. Books... don't ask about books. Anyone want some books?

January 6th investigation? I watched snippets. Any bombshells? Or just more nails in the coffin. Bolton said Trump didn't plan a coup and that he has and should know! Does this mean it was all just a clown show?

Beautiful sunset. Orange streaks across the sky.

Once I was loved by a man, but then he found greater loves and left me. Bare is back without brother. Bare is back until another... there was never an other to hug me. Once I love a man. Once I had a brother.

Funny... so few read my laments. So lonely the land of tears.

To Beacon re new critters: "Me! I'm a musty-duster. I reside in closets, read books and dream. I scrounge for what I've got... and seldom let go. I fear and admire out-theres. I move slow."

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Nerves gone. Anxiety rises. I'm making progress, just not fast enough.

Box#3: 10 books. 35/100.

Gasoline $4.84/gallon

Sat with Don, Bob, Dalton. Shopped. Bought coffee.

1:13 and overcast. 79°F 39% humidity.

Picked up a couple boxes. Today: clear surfaces, clear a path.

"I am unwilling to let what happened to my family, to my babies, on one of the most celebrated national holidays, a day that represents freedom, be another thought and prayer," Abby Brosio.

At YCC: That's why I pronounce it "ho-MEOW-ner"

Jyothi Rao re Thailand: Kåre Enga, I have found experiences are coloured by individual perceptions. Just a couple of things, do your own research and tour stops. Slow down, there's a lot to see and explore. Food is good for the carnivores, especially if you like new stuff. Streetside cafes are great. But beware the durian (ทุเรียน)... Milkshakes, icecream, anything can have it and it's a strictly acquired taste. Siam Niramit was worth it in my opinion, especially with limo pickup and pre-show dinner and artiste interaction. Have fun, post pics!



Two pot pies: 396 grams. Calories: 730. Daily values: fat: 51%, cholesterol: 23%, sodium: 69% (which is why it's tasty and why I don't add salt), carbs: 27%, protein: 18g, iron: 12%, calcium: 4%, potassium 6%. Not exactly healthy, but cheap. $1.98/for 2.

I like coffee light and sweet... not exactly healthy either.



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89 degrees and rising at 3 pm. Mid 90s by 7?

Good news: Bry has accepted the challenge of helping me unclutter and clean. We begin tomorrow morning.

Revised two old poems that were set on private.

STATIC

Viridescence  (E) Dappled shade illuminates the alleyway, an apple green, a light among soft shadows #1538771 by Kåre Enga in Montana

STATIC

A doe's conversation with ... (death)  (13+) I will not dread the moment when I'll be fed to others, like I fed myself, #1539484 by Kåre Enga in Montana

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Bry came by at 10 and is helping me. I had to call quits after 2 hours. My back and dehydration got the best of me. Some progress today. She comes tomorrow at 2.

It was 71... sun came out... now 85 at 1ish. My room is hotter. Fan's on.

There are other things I need to do... books are due at the library and I need cash. Drinking coffee. Time to eat before I head out.

Dropped off books. Pucked up mail. Bank atm gave me option of $5, $20, or $50 bills. I don't do $50. $5 is practical for a pastry, a milkshake, lunch at God's Waiting Room.

Very nice chat with Dirk and Charles.

Picked up new bus schedule. Last #6 leaves at 21:45 M-S, 19:45 on Sundays! Yes... we now have Sunday service.

I wet my t-shirt and put it on to cool off. I'm sure it hit 90 today. 65 at midnight. Fan will run all night.

Can't go to bed until my bed's cleared off.

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Gonna be warm. 72 degrees at 10 am.

Gasoline is $4.74/gallon.

Bry came by. More progress. Found some stuff (from April, 2021)... but not the three pairs of lost glasses.

35°C at 4 pm. Toasty. Bry will be back Monday... it's supposed to be cooler.

To Beacon: I gabbed. Gary listened... or I thought he did. Gary liked girls. I liked Gary. I never had the gumption to ask him to marry me. I moved away, then farther, then further. I stayed away from states, cities, streets with a G in them. I already had a G, as in Gary, and none other mattered.

93 at 8, prolly hit 98 today. Dry heat, okay if you drink water and stay out of the sun.

Reread an old vamp story today. I still like it.

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Up at 9-ish. My rooms never cooled down, even with the fan on. I took a shower and slept naked with no cover. That's not normal for me. I sweat all night. I did get some rest though.

Today will be scorching. Tomorrow's forecast to be pleasant. Bry will come at 2 tomorrow. Today I'll go get a milkshake. At home there is much to do, but I'll be careful with my back.

1st coffee is finished. It's 10 am. 74 degrees. Up 6 degrees in one hour.

I broke the blender. Actually... the blender broke whilst Zak was making me a strawberry malt. I settled for a rootbeer float with salted caramel ice cream.

83 degrees at noon.

Back home. Put fan on.

I may need to strip to stay cool. *sighs*

Melting time.³ Time to find a shade tree or a big—cold—beer.¹¹
A/C time.³ Can't go home 'fore sunset till the unit's—re—paired.¹²

Comment I left on Joey's FB page: "Nathanael Yowell: Yep. And it isn't criminal [for men] to seek medical insistence. An std isn't grounds for imprisonment. AIDS affect both men and women, but Reagan (remember him?) believed it was a gay man's scourge; therefore, no real money for research like covid received. AIDS pills to up the immune system became very expensive because of a cis-man's greed. At the same time the little blue pill is available over the counter, very legal and uber-marketed. But there are threats to make birth control illegal... again. "On March 3, 1873, Congress passed the new law, later known as the Comstock Act. The statute defined contraceptives as obscene and illicit, making it a federal offense to disseminate birth control through the mail or across state lines." Eisenstadt v. Baird, 405 U.S. 438 (1972) decided 6-1 is a key case, resting in part on Griswold v.
Connecticut (1965) decided 7-2 overturning a Connecticut law from 1879. Note the dates. The Supremes may turn the clock back to 1873. But the Vatican (Pius XI in 1930; Paul VI “Humanae Vitae” 1968) and others were late to the shit-show. There is NOTHING in the US Consitution to uphold bans... but don't expect those who follow the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith to concur. Women don't die in childbirth like they used to due to medical support; but, that's about to change... so they will."

93 degrees. I's gonna bake me a cake. Yes-sirree.

94°F 34°C at 4. Number 4 for the win.

Re Taiwan: “waishengren,” literally “people from outside the province.” The term contrasts with the “benshengren,” “people from this province”

I had a craving. I ground lavender and coffee. Boiled it, strained it, added it to a mix. Made chocolate lavender cake.

Didn't get much done. Found bag of moth balls.

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