9:42 am
Bela upstairs on her old laptop, rested in this morning. New kindle downstairs on charge. Big screen on charge. Everyone recharging today. Swim yesterday. Car dealership yesterday but I showed up day after the appointment. Looked sheepishly geezerish and apologized profusely. Rescheduled for next week. Rachel our wonder woman got the fountain all cleaned up and working, put a bit of white vinegar into the brew to keep it bug clear and clean. What a true blessing she is. Bela's left leg being wonky last evening and this morning. Should we burn incense for Manasa Devi? Not really a snake landscape here. Where on the planet is there a god or goddess or even a minor archetype from granite. Ok AI do your stuff, you dummy. So, all the usuals we know about for each continent: Shiva, Pluto (plutonic rock, duh), The Ourea in Greece. In North America Judicula rock in NC. After big bm Bela now dressed and downstairs in the big green chair. Legs working on short connecting walks. Hooray. Green chair reading and recharging. Now I will do same and hope headache passes on its own in the cooling ac. Breeze outside, air less heavy, seems yesterday it had smoke from somewhere mixed into the humidity. Canceled Colin and piano for this morning. Nothing else today. Rest and recharge. Car even still plugged in.
Starting into Handke's Quodlibet.
from Bernard T Joy "Live the unknown life." Epicurus
59 "Or the actors use double-edged words in sentences with invariably harmless connotations . . .
B T Joy: There is no such thing as straight: a straight man and a straight woman are two different sexualities. There is no such thing as gay: gay tops and gay bottoms are two different sexualities.
Quodlibet clearly defies translation . . . but they tried anyway ok so I did skim after getting the idea and
can see how brilliant it is and what it would be like as a stage piece. How perfect it could be for Chatter in Abq itself, or two minutes of it !! no, fifteen. I think the poets there are given fifteen minutes.
now ready to start into The Ride Across Lake Constance. Remember one earlier book was titled Across as well. Are they close in the chronology? no this play is early, 1973. Across about ten years later, 1985.
on second thought: Joy's distinctions have all the sudden appeal of a tweeted insight, but reflexion reminds us, alas, it is either/or thinking, isn't it? It says something true in its way, yes, but it does so with that split lego block that leaves out completely the possibility of "and." Whenever either/or completes with and, and must always win!!! now there is a typo that suggests lots--completes in place of "competes." And "wins" is mistaken: comprehends, embraces, elevates, expands.
we watched a World Cup match this afternoon. Argentina won 2-1 over England. Next Spain and Argentina on Sunday
two videos of The Ride Across Lake Constance on YouTube. Both of the same production. Looks like it is a version, probably compressed or otherwise tweaked. Reading it might reveal.
Weather has changed beautifully. No more heat and humidity and no more smoke from Canadian fires.
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