Saturday, May 30, 2025 ---10:52---

Saw that Catbird today.
I wanna use "belletrist" in my writing, but idk what it is really yet.

Wurthering Heights has been my morning entertainment. Saturday mornings are a bit too busy for me.
A man was passed out at the park while is phone, propped up on his backpack, screamed commericals at the park-goers.

The moment moved me so negatively , that I decided to move to another spot. Sunny and quiet.

I need a scribe. Thoughts escape like fish. I never even liked holding fish;; why are they so sharp? Maybe my thoughts are sharp too, can hardly even touch 'em.

I need one of those fish holding boys. Bet they could hold on to my thoughts for me.

I really wanted to form a conclusion, or at least begin to draw *searches "similarities synonym"* parallels, between those who go to the men's club up the street and those who stop in the middle of the zebra stripes.
But I am too tired.

I am going to test/practice some CSS on the April 2025 log
Unsatisfied with the look of my site, but I stole most of the code so idk what anything is.
Trying to figure out how to move the log text ot the right a bit more.

Made some really good drip coffee. I was tired of stressin over getting expensive beans from a coffee shop I don't even really like, and then grinding said beans. It was all too much.

So I found an inexpensive brand at the market: Cafe Du Monde from NOLA. Comes in a cute sealed tin can, navy blue and gold, with a plastic lid.
Black in the morning, and with cocoa powder, cardamom, and a teaspoon of vanilla ice cream for an after lunch treat.

-e

Friday, May 30, 2025

Site is back!
A reminder to avoid work on my personal computer. I wanted to try out Collection Builder with a historical dentistry collection, and saved it to this directory...oops.
Saw a Catbird today.

Tuesday, May 28, 2025

Its been some time, but the feeling and the reality don't agree. Only 26 days. Thats not to assume I have not been thinking about this site every single day
Soon I will fix the issues.
At least I am still writing.

I am having a time.

Listening to: Beach Boys, the Kinks, Steely Dan, Lost Highway soundtrack ---- need more Peanuts music and jazz.
I like these lyrics

The little man who gets the train Got a mortgage hangin' over his head But he's too scared to complain 'Cause he's conditioned that way
Davies, Ray , songwriter. "Shang-ri La" Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire), by The Kinks. Pye, 1969.


An internal Beatles break-up. Ready to settle down and start a family on a farm and sing about it.

I just want to romanticize something.


Growing up I always though the Kinks sang My Sherona, but you really can't blame me.



Look up: art produced posthumously

Today I learned to spell coincidence. Cooperative incidences. Those morphology lessons coming in hand! Maybe I should go to school for computational lingusitics.....


Thinking about getting an iPhone cause my mom has one. Would make sharing photos with her easier.


Also buy Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band ---- yt only has the "(Remix)" version and its terrible. So bassy.

Thursday, May 1, 2025

What I write becomes what I type....now,

But no back tracking, if I decide to type. I need to include something I write. What do I have today?

Think About: *Flower Mart (or any event that takes place in the park for that matter.)
*All this work making me creative
*A man told me I am a good writer

)))end written(((


The only significant phsyical quality of a man, is his hands. Hands tell what instrument they play.


I cannot stop thinking about strange lookin man playing violin in the park yesterday. Hardly a looker, but that musical talent,
And the confidence to play (what I assume to be[I was on the phone]) beautiful music in front of unexpecting strangers.
It was....enough for me to sustain eye contact.

Quite a shame I was on my phone.

-e