one thing today

 -  excited ... Bunel's Robinson Crusoe ... who knew ...  on tcm this afternoon - an old school schools r closed snow day as it still floats thru the air with the greatest of ease ... - sometimes its fun to play with people - you the tabby and they're a cotton ball  I go on this dating website from time to time ... and am very often gob at some of the photos guys think are gonna grab them action  ... see above ... a cave drawing wooda been more ga ga from the get go for the boys who crave playmates.  word of the day ... apricity ...   the warmth of the sun in winter.

 

I've never thought or said  there aren't enough hours in the day.  I'm not that guy. There've always been more than enough hours in my days. Sometimes way too many. But lately I  want more time to sense more things.

  My friend Noreen is in town and staying an an air b&b around the block. It's a great place ... unusually comfortable, streamlined, stylish. I commented -  they must be gay  - the person or persons who put it together. She said  yes. The guys  live upstairs and are very nice. A fter I made the comment, I wondered if it was bad form - to note it  - but I had no wonder about it being true.  I visit Housing Works , a thrift shop with all proceeds going to AIDS issues. They always have fab windows that make you want to bid on everything in them.  ------------------------------------------------------------- quote of the day ... Maybe I'll suck the first knock. 

 ...  gave me the best presents I ever got. Fifty years ago, after the first night we met, the following morning, before he went off to one of his five jobs, he placed a  kaleidoscope in my hand he just found in an antiques store.  He wrote me a note about meeting again and drew me a handsome horse.  He gave me a little wooden house. It's on my kitchen counter today.  He blew up a ballon and covered it with with insulation foam, pin pricked it and voila - an orgy bowl .  He gave me an 10 X 8 foot mirror off the street that almost killed us when it shattered on the marble steps up to my apartment. Death by mirror.  Almost.   How could I not?

           using my knife sharpening stone and rivaling Cy Tombly