January 15, 2024:
Beautiful, Hispanic, athletic. Throws her book bag over the retaining wall before clambering over herself, sees me surprised to see her, a vision in dos trenzas, exiting the riverbed.
"I'm not a terrorist," she assures, slightly breathlessly. "Not to worry."
Laughing, I tell her, "I'm not worried. You're very charming, actually."
She laughs, gathers her book bag. "Thank you," she says, over her shoulder, walking away. "I'm only taking a shortcut."
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I'm thinking, something worries me.
"Hey charming terrorist," I call out. She stops, turns, raises an eyebrow. "I wouldn't cut through that wash. I see some sketchy dudes down there, sometimes." Sketchier even than me, I think to myself.
She thinks, ponders, just for a second. Nods, waves, continues toward home.
January 14, 2024:
Sheriff's department helicopter.
Circling, circling, around and around and around, broadcasting inaudible messages drowned beneath impossibly loud rotors.
"Suspect." "Black." "Armed." "Nine one one." Syllables picked out gingerly like islands in the stream of indistinguishable noise.
Nice going, Santee Sheriff's Department. With your helicopter toy and your military cosplay. Frightening every white person for miles, so that they now report every black face they encounter, and their black neighbors are unsure whether to walk or run to get indoors.
Fuckwits.
January 13, 2024:
Friendly doggy. Ageing bulldog, white, small, tongue lolling with either thirst or age. Trots ahead of his human, coming to me to say hello. "Making new friends," says his human, also elderly, as she arrives a few moments later. I smile big, pet the friendly doggy, continue on without speaking.
Groundskeeping. My age, elderly: very thin. Leaning, full weight, what there is of it, pushing with impossible effort an impossibly heavy two-handled commercial gas mower a foot or two at a time.
Middle-aged dad with ginormous bulldog, coming toward me on the sidewalk. Pulls him aside, onto the grass, up to a tree, away from me. All things considered that might be just as well.
- January 12, 2024: Wheelchair dude and bicycle babe.
- January 11, 2024: I come up behind the lady.
- January 10, 2024: Wheelchair dude.
- January 9, 2024: She was, in a word, mean.
- January 8, 2024: Lies, manipulation, verbal aggression, disloyalty, cheating.
- January 7, 2024: "After all," she sneered, in her habitual tone of sarcastic superiority.
- January 6, 2024: "I found one with money in it!"
- January 5, 2024: Strikingly tall.
- January 4, 2024: Crowds in the station.
- January 3, 2024: Aged by weather.
- January 2, 2024: Hefty lady rudely has her feet on the chair opposite.
- January 1, 2024: Their dialog has its cadence.
- December 31, 2023: Major Afro, 1970s style, Buddy Miles, full beard to match.
- December 30, 2023: White hair, thin legs with red sores...
- December 29, 2023: My imaginary friend is Robbie the Robot, from Forbidden Planet.
- December 28, 2023: There's something wrong. Something about food.
- December 27, 2023: No no no.
- December 26, 2023: In all the sands, in all the motes, in all the fragments, in all the stars: what is my life?
- December 25, 2023: The wargame boys.
- December 24, 2023: "Is this line secure?"
- December 23, 2023: I loved Crazy Guggenheim.
- December 22, 2023: My little bedroom.
- December 21, 2023: Home. Sure, of course.
- December 20, 2023: What is that, Cheetah?
- December 19, 2023: i don't enjoy that snide elitism.
- December 18, 2023: in the period when we played together, i liked his songs.
- December 17, 2023: "I'm going to live to one hundred and fifty", says La Catrina, already dead.
- December 16, 2023: "No!", says The Know-It-All Who Doesn't.
- December 15, 2023: Two steps forward, two steps back.
- December 14, 2023: "You're not eating enough," said the vampire...
- December 13, 2023: Like elephants at the zoo, the sitters are kindly but they're dumb.
- December 12, 2023: Nanterre. The Red University.
- December 11, 2023: Professor Falstaff, with his clique-ism and his primary interest in undergraduate XX chromosomes...
- December 10, 2023: To adopt such a stance is to have a certain attitude...
- December 9, 2023: I came home from Montana...
- December 8, 2023: There's a vending machine next to the northern doors.
- December 7, 2023: "The smart one and the pretty one..."
- December 6, 2023: I loved the roller derby.
- December 5, 2023: Frankfurt School:
- December 4, 2023: Aerosmith:
- December 3, 2023: Twelve-year-old incel, desperate for acceptance at the grownups' table.
- December 2, 2023: Rock and roll was honest.
- December 1, 2023: Sad. Angry.
- November 30, 2023: I hurt Lorrie by trying not to hurt her.
- November 29, 2023: Sandy dedicated "Wish You Were Here."
- November 28, 2023: "Always a woman to meee..."
- November 27, 2023: At the bank she walked right through a plate glass window.
- November 26, 2023: She took two days off.
- November 25, 2023: Leibniz sped up in his last decade.
- November 24, 2023: Open on the couch:
- November 23, 2023: Pain: physical and financial.
- November 22, 2023: In the office you introduce yourself to the well-known orchestrator.
- November 21, 2023: You swing your old blue and white VW bus backward around the poles supporting your covered driveway...
- November 20, 2023: Fat man and acid head, holding Booker T and the MGs hostage in a two-hour road movie.
- November 19, 2023: Girls' softball in ninety-degree sun.
- November 18, 2023: "Watch me fly!"
- November 17, 2023: The extra lanes make no difference at all.
- November 16, 2023: Spinning world, nausea, dry heaves.
- November 15, 2023: An old boss, an old department.
- November 14, 2023: Death on the right.
- November 13, 2023: Books on the headboard.
- November 12, 2023: I am a magnet for cops and crazy people.
- November 11, 2023: Lorde is my copilot.
- November 10, 2023: It's been a long time since I was up at 3am, writing.
- November 9, 2023: On the road between Billings and Butte it all falls together.
- November 8, 2023: All the kids in the crossing.
- November 7, 2023: "Who cares about them?"
- November 6, 2023: Trolley bro.
- November 5, 2023: High altitude.
- November 4, 2023: Old town: home at last.
- November 3, 2023: Wait, what?
- November 2, 2023: Ink, shoulder to fingertips, red ribbons on cutiepie pigtails...
- November 1, 2023: Bulk-ish Mexican bro with iPhone to his ear.
