A terminal for all blogs coming in or going out. A view into my life. |
Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes. I'm starting a new blog because
I'll be linking to
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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💤 Or I should be. Bloggers check-in: 57. cathartes02 58. marvinschrebe 59. jimminycritic 60. normajeantrent 61. nfdarbe 62. dschoening 63. carly1967 41 chilly degrees at midnight. Saturday market... Clothes... folded underwear, shirts are dry, pants are not. 41 chilly degrees at 9:41 a.m. It will not get warm today. Bright enough morning to get me out of bed but that's about it. I have kept the window open forover a week but I may have to close it. I did not get to call my mother on her birthday. I can't find my charger to charge the tablet I use as a phone. I will find it eventually. 42 and a break in the clouds. I went to the Farmer's Market but only saw one vendor that I know. A real mess. I did stop and chat with a woman selling fudge, another selling lamb and a man singing "Take on me" by AHA. Since I went to a concert in the 80s to see them perform it was interesting to hear this other version. Lovely voice. Very nicely sung. No letters, no postcards, nowhere to sit at Butterfly Herbs so I bought a postcard with a dirigible on it. Seemed appropriate considering I'm writing silkpunk. I dressed up as if it were winter. Now I'm sipping Ethiopian (didn't see my coffee-person) and eating a peanut-butter-bologna sandwich on potato bread. I'm nodding off. Not a good sign but no reason to fight it. I've had coffee, gone out, eaten, read blogs, checked news... *sigh* It's only 2 p.m. on a gloomy chilly day. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-QWKCcbRFg Aye Sarunchana (Torfun) version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=mEj2v4rNXJw พลพลพล สุขตลอด (his translation of "Lom" [Wind]) Wind, your wind blows through Bring you to meet me Wind, that wind blows you through. People who used to live nearby But where is he today? O wind, where is the wind blowing? Wind, your wind meets Meet tens of thousands of people Asked that wind to blow you back. How long have you remembered every promise? Waiting for the wind to bring you again Why did your wind never return? Can the wind blow bring you? The wind blows through your wind. Take the words of love from me Asks that wind to blow it to tell you The person waiting here still misses him, misses you. That when he will meet Meet again Why did your wind never return? The wind ... The song begins at 11:40. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KBSJBr-QxQ 44 degrees at 4:10 I made totillas (corn cakes?) with masa (corn flour) and marionberry yogurt. The yogurt did add a bit of flavor, but I had some left over so I spread it like jam. Turned out okay! Now making an omelette in a glass covered pan. I mixed in dried mint, onion and tarragon, plus parmesan and asiago cheese, and bread crumbs. We'll see! Travis surprised me with a visit which was very good. I got to talk to him about my writing. 46 degrees at 7:36. A cold ending to a cold day. |