Wednesday

[monk222]

All three cats came in this morning, so I went out real quick to check the grass, to see if I might be able to knock out that mow this morning. I was relieved that it was wet. I was planning to mow today, but it wouldn't be a bad idea to put it off another couple of days. If I mow now, it might look shabby by next Grocery Day. Daimon says, "How convenient, too. Why do it today, when there is always tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow!" I know, and that is something I am trying to figure into the equation, but sometimes calculations can work your way. Daimon says, "So, you are already set on waiting until, what, Friday? Maybe later?" I am not fixed on an answer yet. I am favoring Friday, but I have not closed off the possibility of mowing this evening. Knowing me, of course, you might want to put your money on Friday ... Daimon, you might want to hold off on putting anything down on Friday. "Why is that?" When I see how terribly shaggy the back yard looks, I realize that I need to get this done. "Hmm, I don't know. We'll see."... ... I am glad to hear music coming from Pop's room. It's kind of late, after ten, and he was too quiet. I was remembering his complaints last night about feeling cold, as it occurred to me that it is not unusual for those to be an old man's last words ... ... I finished my 7th little golden book. Daimon says, "Progress on that is coming a little slower, isn't it?" Yeah, well, I have a good little treasure trove, so the whip of my neediness is not as punishing and driving. And there is another unfortunate effect that falls from the importance that these little golden books have taken on in my life: my work on the Three Journal is practically at a standstill. I have this sense that the only thing that will drive on my work on the Three Journal is my need for more material for these little books, and I am not having a whole lot of trouble with that idea ... ... Great, the trash truck comes just as Michelle Pfeiffer is ready to finish off the movie with "My Funny Valentine". Daimon says, "That's why God gave you the 'pause' button." I wish I had one of those for my life. "Why? What would more time do for you? It's not like it would make you any more likely to pick up any Michelle Pfeiffers, or even Meg Tillys. And it's not like you would learn to play the piano, or to write." If you put it that way ... I guess it is best for time to just roll through and put an end to this. Why draw out the suffering? ... ... From a New York Times review of "Suicide Squad": "Harley Quinn, meanwhile, in a tiny T-shirt and tinier shorts, her multicolored hair in ponytails, is a frat boy’s idea of what a feminist action heroine might look like. Her relationship with the Joker — she calls him her Puddin’, and is basically his brainwashed plaything — is a sour sexual nightmare played as a smirky, naughty joke. Harley is the object of a tired, lowest-common-denominator male fantasy." [NYT] Gotta say, it works for me! Daimon says, "Sure, it's just too bad that there aren't any explicit scenes of Joker hate-fucking the hell out of her, am I right?" Well, I understand that would be asking for too much. But it's not a terrible idea. It might even get me to watch a superhero comic-book movie! ... ... Oh, shit, that's not fair. Pop has parked off to the side of the driveway. Kay is coming here every weekend now?? Oh, god, please, no ... ... 'Faced with a loose-cannon 2016 GOP presidential nominee who disagrees with them on key issues, Charles and David Koch — the two billionaire "Koch brothers" — are directing the vast resources of their political network toward down-ballot races. This should alarm liberals greatly.' [Vox] The article goes into how the Right has been dominating politics: "ALEC [The American Legislative Exchange Council] pushes proposals within state legislature; the State Policy Network builds the intellectual and policy case for those bills; and Americans for Prosperity then generates outside political pressure, through ads and grassroots organizing, to ensure that lawmakers ultimately support the proposals." It says the Left is trying to play catch-up, but I imagine that it is more of an uphill fight ... ... I asked Pop if he is expecting guests. If Kay was coming over, then I wasn't going to mow while she is here. Daimon says, "Ooh, a little spiteful." Well, if I have to suffer, I don't see why I shouldn't be kinder to myself where I can. He said that she is coming tomorrow, suggesting that this is about his eye appointment: she is coming so that she can drive him, as his eyes are dilated. He did not care to resolve the ambiguity of whether she might also be staying a day or two for her trouble, and I did not want to seem too peevish by asking to have it resolved. Well, okay, so I think I will mow this evening, after all ... ... Pop says, "It's been a long day. I went to the Center and everything, and it is still a long day." It must be from not having anything to do. My days always race past me. The only thing that slows my days is having to deal with the stress of working around him and his guests ... ... When all three cats came in at around 6:30, that clenched it: I mow tonight! When I finished the back, I was feeling good and strong, and not hungry at all, so I put in the extra effort and knocked out the front too, so that I will not have to do this again tomorrow or Friday. This time, incidentally, I realized that there was no reason for me to get a plastic bag and use the blue trash can as an intermediate point before dumping the clippings into the organics bin. I could just cut out the middle man, and dump the clippings straight from the mower-bag to the bin ... ... All those pork chops thawing: it's pretty clear that Kay will likely be staying the night. I guess the question now is: how many days and nights? ... Fuck, man! His appointment isn't even until Friday. Jesus. Three weekends in a row. Daimon says, "Do we need to call Suicide Hotline?" I don't think they could help.