Hey. This is my 4-20 entry. Hahahahaha! You can take the THC out of the bloodstream but you can never really take the pothead out of the boy. Ha fuggin’ ha.
The sky did indeed clear and yesterday was just about the most perfect April central-Texas day you could ask for, except for maybe just a little too much humidity which made bicycling a very sweaty proposition. Did a bunch more of that than usual as I was kinda busy for a Sunday: Meeting for Worship, shopping with Rick, writing group. My weekends were once mostly like this, or busier. I’m getting old.
In MFW some guy I’d never seen before stood up and started telling us that the only way to truly be Christian is vegetarian. (Quoted Plato to lend his case legitimacy, even.) This was hardly a surprise as his t-shirt proclaimed the same belief in big block letters clearly visible at the back of the worship room. I got up and left after two sentences as during my Meeting I a) don’t like being preached at (on any subject, let alone how my religion affects my lifestyle or vice versa) and b) don’t appreciate messages that appear so blatantly premeditated. What, you think it was just an accident he chose that t-shirt for the day he came to see the Quakers?
I sent a note afterwards to Worship & Ministry and am looking forward to their response with great interest. Presuming of course they give one; there’s enough of the ol’ Anything Goes attitude in the FMA that I may be the only one who finds this unacceptable even by unprogrammed Friends standards.
Shopping was unexceptional apart from being very crowded. We use the Hancock Center HEB, which I’m told is the busiest store in the entire chain and it’s easy to believe at 2 on a weekend afternoon. (We usually go Sunday mornings to avoid the crush, which is no prob except when I’m inspired to be at MFW instead to see which mouthy asshole is going to try and take over the meeting this time. Man, that guy yesterday pissed me off.) That notwithstanding, I came out of the store in a surprisingly good mood. Being around Rick often does that for me. He handles his MS-related hardships with a lot of grace and I could likely stand to learn a thing or two from him.
The price on top sirloin was down this week, $6/lb. I’ve been buying a lot of beef lately, getting a nice juicy piece every week and cooking it Sunday night and having it in small portions for dinner for days afterward. It’s probably just a phase but I seem to crave red meat even more than usual these days. The doc says noooo, if you’re going to spend that kind of money spend it on fish, it’ll help with that potassium deficiency, but shit. It’s been a long time since I used my stove for anything besides grilled cheese and I’m on a roll with the pan-fried sirloin these days.
The writing group was something new, or supposed to be – an outgrowth of the regular group for people who don’t want to tie up Saturday mornings. (Either that or, like me, refuse to enter BookPeople any longer.) We’ve got a nice place to meet in the back room of the new APL bookstore Mindy manages, and it’s close to my house even. Unfortunately our first meeting was a bust because only a few people showed up and Mindy couldn’t get away from the store desk to facilitate. None of her store volunteers were showing up (no doubt due to it being such a beautiful Sunday, damn Austin slackers) and things just fell apart from there. We did get a chance to talk about some measures we could take to revitalize the group, which we seem to agree has gotten somewhat stale in recent years - see if we can get some new people to come in. That alone made me feel all my mad rushing to get there on time wasn’t a complete loss.
The program for the Lilith event went off to the printers a half-hour ago and with that most if not all of my responsibilities for the project are complete. It was fun while it lasted – I do so like working in InDesign, and I discovered a few things about multi-page publications that I wasn’t going to learn doing brochures and posters like usual at work – but now I’m free for other things. Maybe I could become one of Mindy’s volunteers who actually shows up.
With the Lilith stuff done it’s going to be a light day at work, probably mostly just more blog indexing. (Finished with the preceding blog finally and am now almost halfway through Ear – the end is in sight!) Tonight, making an extra laundromat trip with the new shirts bought during an impromptu Savers expedition when the writing group didn’t pan out. Reading more Pelecanos and rewatching season 4 of The Wire. And so on.
(It was difficult to persuade the clerk just to hand me the shirts instead of folding them. “I do this by habit,” she said and kept going. “They’re not going anywhere but into the washer,” I told her. “Oh, all right,” she said, throwing the remaining shirts into an untidy heap.)
With the Lilith stuff done I also have to find a new excuse to put off looking for a therapist. I’m working on a good one, have no fear.
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