Author: admin

Don’t initiate, just react.

Every word is an opportunity. The fewer the words, the fewer opportunities.

No point.

Had to poke around a bit as I couldn’t remember what the word was. I knew it well, could feel it, but for some reason could not recall.

Some other recent memory lapses include: Gunnie

Yeah. The world ain't what it seems,
is it, Gunnie?
-- Mr. Rate (Levon Helm, Shooter)

Who was that actor?
Albert Finney (from the movie Orphans)

There's only so much juice you can get out of a lemon. Once it's been squeezed to exhaustion, that's it. There's simply no more juice to be got.

https://bofifi.gumroad.com/l/rrcsaj

My grandfather (an accomplished pianist) dismissing the classical guitar as an instrument:
"Plunk, plunk, plunk..."

When it comes to a challenging piece, my tempo (more often than not) is glacial. Find the speed that is doable for as many days as needed. Speed naturally comes once I know where I’m going.

Some fifty years ago, my housemate left his Champion juicer on the kitchen counter when he went out of town for a few days. He had made carrot juice but neglected to clean the machine. Before long, the ants discovered it.

I remember standing there, fascinated by the coordination and efficiency of their operation. Ants streamed in and out of the juicer in a steady flow, each seeming to have a purpose and a destination. Their movements were orderly, deliberate, and remarkably disciplined.

After a while, I decided it was time to clean up. The moment I lifted the juicer from the counter, the scene changed completely. What had been a well-organized procession of ants moving in unison instantly dissolved into confusion. The orderly rhythm vanished, replaced by chaos and frenzy as the ants scattered across the countertop, seemingly unsure of where to go or what to do next.

Why do I have it (or them) in my life anymore?