no thugs in our house

7.28 things  

in the morning i'll join the commute to waukegan, seat of lake county government. i'll park in the appointed lot and will enter the lake county courthouse through one of two clearly marked entrances. i'll show my papers. i'll take my place. i'll do what i'm told to do. i'll be a good boy...er...citizen. i'll be grateful for the opportunity to serve my community in this most fundamental way. i won't whine. i will sit and wait and read one of several good books i will have brought. i will write something to myself. i will be very very quiet. i will sit and wait. and i will not whine... not even to myself.

my left ankle (actually, the right) can probably use the rest. some kind of muscle strain cut my jog short yesterday, so i finished with a walk. the walking is fine, but that extra bounce of jog is too much. ouch. i hope it's not the shoes. i don't think it is. i've been rubbing some stinky ointment on the sore spot but don't believe in its powers. yesterday i put it on right after running and it stung like a mean old bubberdubber. my unseemly yelping scared the cat.

last tuesday i made two trips to o'hare. first to drop off jay, then to pick up ed. this afternoon i did it again to pick up dominic. so he's back. and that's a good thing. it has been a quiet week. but for all of the solitude little has been accomplished. i did read Catalyst and finish Ender's Game and begin Fever 1793. i did walk/jog twice a day. i did transplant some spearmint from the front of the house to the back garden. (was that a mistake? i know it is very invasive, so i planted it with the roots loosely wrapped in a plastic bag. this might help to control the direction in which those roots develop. maybe. and it smells real nice. dominic thinks i will be sorry. time will tell.) i did spend too much time reading (mostly silly) listserv mail. i did continue reading and savoring hirsch's How To Read A Poem. and i did listen too much to old Clash, Jam and XTC tunes.

today (subliminally conditioned by that music?) i ordered a book from amazon.co.uk. total bill £8.93 ($13.97) for a small paperback that would probably cost 4.99 if i could get it here. this is sort of an experiment to see what happens when a person here tries to buy something there. amazon assures me that it is safe enough. we'll see. but will i be surprised when i find that my credit card has been swiped to fund the sinister designs of albanian circus freaks? no, not very much.

so at what hour do i need to depart from mundelein in order to arrive at waukegan in a timely manner? on our exploratory drive a couple weeks ago, dom and i took a little over half an hour. under non-rush conditions. i have learned that - in lake county - the most benign roads become snakey torture chambers at rush hour. so i'm led to guess that a 6:45 departure will get me to the courthouse by 8:00.

am i not just a tiny bit freaked by this business?

yes i am. so what.

moon dust


We are like you; the thought pressed into his mind. We did not mean to murder, and when we understood, we never came again. We thought we were the only thinking beings in the universe, until we met you, but never did we dream that thought could arise from the lonely animals who cannot dream each other's dreams. How were we to know?

Orson Scott Card

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