Hard Times

I haven't written in a while. Many reasons. I'm angry and frustrated but there is so much anger and frustration out there that I'm afraid I might just tip the balance, break the camel's back. No, not really. It's just that there is so much written today on the Internet and so many people sharing my views and they have so much more real knowledge of the issues and complexities - I'll just let them write and I'll try to do something else.

I could write about my morning walk - trailing a woman with her standard poodle for a few minutes when about 6 quail cross the road, not 20 feet in front of the poodle, and the dog doesn't flinch, doesn't break stride, doesn't even turn his head to look! Talk about self control. Or the building rain clouds and cool morning breeze - first morning I didn't need a hat to keep out the sun. Could this be the start of autumn - for real? Or the book I didn't listen to on my iPod because I realized that I had taken it out of the library and listened to it a little over a year ago - it sounded a little familiar at first when I started to listen to it at the gym - had I heard it before? did I see the movie version? was it just like a case of deja vu and I only thought I had heard it before? I went online and checked my history at the library web site - am I risking possible government spying on my reading record by allowing them to keep my history? In the past couple of years I've re-read Fahrenheit 451 and books by authors with foreign names and I just took out Kafka on CD - obviously a security risk. Anyway, they should have a routine in the library software that alerts you if you're taking out something you've already taken out once before and let you decide if you really want to borrow it again. For people like me with dying brain cells - this isn't the first time I've found myself reading or listening to a book for the second time. Reminds me of a couple times years ago when I still rented x-rated movies and found myself watching the same movie again - of course it's hard to tell with some of these if it's actually the same movie since the actors, story lines and action is pretty much the same from one movie to another. But I digress. Instead of listening to a book on my iPod, I listened to a lovely musical album of Spanish-Jewish songs. It was a very nice walk.

I could write about the inordinate amount of sake, beer and chocolate martinis I drank last night and the feeling that came over me about a half hour after getting home - thankfully the bed was not too far away and I immediately passed out and next thing I know, it's 2:30 in the morning and my head is about to explode and then after taking a large dose of aspirin, falling back into another bout of unconsciousness until waking 4 hours later and feeling fine and then taking the aforementioned walk.

So maybe I'll just write about experiences and if nobody reads it or nobody cares about it, so what? At least I'll be writing.