maybe tomorrow
Today I was doing it right, all right: some solid gold workaday and fine riding, got some top brass at the library, then good yoga class with some new itches knocked out the eye twitches.
On the way home considering my plans, as per a couple days ago, to straighten up. Dig myself out of some procrastination that's becoming increasingly apparent. I started ticking out some to-do's, then flicked the list and picked to stick to the present -- lick one thing at a time.
All the new stuff has become rote, but instead of finding more new and overloading and falling down/off, I need to keep pulling from the pack I've already slung on back.
But... I ended up futzing with housemate's Xbox trying to get his new wireless adapter to talk to our network. Nothing but frustr. We gave up and wired up and its been Halo2 oer the net til half-past westcoast midnight. Only we're not westcoast.
Work will be wow. Maybe tomorrow I'll remember my vow for Quality.
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That's quite a library list. (I'm curious about "History Ends In Green," McKenna.)
Say, I found a link I thought you might enjoy but have been holding onto it; now that I've seen your eclectic library leanin's, I think you'd be okay with it. From a page listing a snack tray of Kenneth Patchet poetry, there was a link to an old autobiography with John Cage, where he mentions his personal evolution, his work in Zen Buddhism, working with luminaries such as Patchet and Max Ernst, etc., and the influence Bucky Fuller and McLuhan had on his thinking.
It was very interesting to me and I thought you might also enjoy it as well.
http://www.newalbion.com/artists/cagej/autobiog.html
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Don't worry about the procrastination. The Rut. Tis a natural earth force with a g-force competing with Mars. Procrastination rules my life now. There is nothing too miniscule to distract me from writing. Damn it.
*I blame it on the weather.* (It's used to it. It gets blamed for everything around here.) You may also blame the weather if you'd like. It's fall, after all. Time to hibernate. Introspect our navels.
-- Kate S. (November 18, 2004 11:50 AM)
I am trying to crawl into the smallest corner of my navel right now.
Goddamn weather.
Link sounds capital Fascinating. I will surely checkit.
Thanks Kate!!
-- Jeff Schuler (November 18, 2004 1:54 PM)
Kate's suggestion and reference to John Cage's autobiography opened up a world for me that has supplied, in the past couple years, an incredible amount of exploration, motivation, influence.
Thanks again!
-- jeffschuler (December 11, 2006 1:46 PM)