May 21, 2010
Today
Filed under: One A Day
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Today:
Woke up blue. Worked on CSS coding. (<- FIRST TIME IN 5-6 YEARS!) Cursed CSS coding. (<- ALSO FIRST TIME IN 5-6 YEARS!) Grief seeds arrived. Pot - sativa - arrived. JWH arrived. Got high. Showered. Got high again.
Looked like thunder; didn't say. Felt stupid when it did. Thundered, little rain. Humid, sticky. Scent, sound, color, mood ticked every box. Perfect; paint-by-number masterpiece. Felt like summer storm back in Midwest, when time'n'air heavily hung under grey clouds. Childhood summers, sans mosquitos.
(Tapped into lucid memory of youth; momentarily felt immortal.)
(Cleaned: countertops, units, overhead extractor, tiles, toaster, window, kettle, altar, stars and sink.)
Listened to Florence and the Machine. Thundered. Made homemade macaroni and cheese (gluten-free brown rice elbow noodles). Served with store bought ribs. Listened to Monster Magnet. Thundered even more. Made homemade Greek tomato sauce. Made homemade brown duck stock. Listened/watched Top of the Pops 80s special. Baked homemade chewy peanut butter brownies. Listened to Goldfrapp. Thundered, thundered. (Lighting flashed.) Browned lamb shanks in goose fat, poured over tomato sauce and roasted in low oven. (<- Dinner. Maybe served with pesto and pinon nut risotto?)
Made offering to Shango Man. Called out in Ukrainian. ("HOO-DAY YEAST-TEH, SHANGO MAN, HOO-DAY, HOO-DAY!" ) Set bowl of milk and roast duck on patio. Within half hour lightening struck. Close. Too close. White flash; ducked, gasped, slapped computer off (old habits). Air electrified. Hairs stood, skin prickled. Everything hissed, everything vibrated. Powerful. Auspicious. Unsubtle contact.
(I listened; I'm listening.)
Good day? GREAT day. Today.
