Finishing up move is being a big drag, stiff, feet hurt, lots of my & other people's garbage remaining in apartment to be disposed.

Last night, nice low key art walk, really liked drawings of bird, dog, too much walking, feet hurt.

Having trouble waking up, last night, dreamed of coelacanth-filled seas.

Plumber's here, he's going to replace the drain pipe under the kitchen sink. No more drip, hurrah.

After that, more moving.

Peretz is going nuts upstairs.

Got out of work early & did more packing, disconnection and disassembly, etc., etc.

Going to the Taste of Gus & Paul's in a bit, support your local support services & all that. As an other of CSO staff, I'm getting in free, but will buy raffle tickets, maybe they'll lead to a schizophrenic getting an extra pack of smokes or something, I'd like that.

Think they stopped doing that, actually. Drag. Anyhow, tasty desserts, yip, yip!

Another interesting show at the Rendezvous last night, really enjoyed the music, Steve's stuff always cheers me up. Had interesting chats with people, learned of the existence of Honey Bee Farm Store, need to go check that out.

So tired & sore it's hard to describe. Maybe a shower will help.

Lecture last night was also very nice, though I liked the quotes better than the original content, the ground was too familiar, I think, wished it were more elaborated and subtle. There were quotes from Kafka's letters to Milena, oh, baby, you know what I like.

Cold morning, feeling a bit sad. Seeing Steve reminded me of the circumstances under which I last him, those really sucked.

Presence of my furniture somehow makes morning routine seem more so, it's nice.

Felt a lot like I've been camping the past few months, that's after years of feeling a bit that way. Maybe I'm settling in.

It's kind of interesting, domestication.

Maybe I'll walk the dogs.

Big furniture's all moved, thanks, Cooper. Feel a bit of a husk, been throwing back the beverages, doesn't seem to help much.

Still a bunch of stuff to move & throw away.

Laundry's drying, should put on pajamas.

Watching the new version of The Andromeda Strain.

Working on work at work.

While walking P., saw a pelican flying overhead. Odd. Took it as a good sign. Ahoy, mateys!

Once done here, more dishes to wash. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Got up early, started doing dishes, lots more to go. Need to walk the dog, then go to work for a bit. Then more dishes.

Seemingly endless task continues, did manage to work in delightful brunch anyway, blackberry cream cheese stuffed french toast, clam chowder, etc.

Pickles has an upset stomach, should bring the Pepto up.

Still stiff, really need to loosen up.

Slept in for once, felt nice.

Need to do more moving.

Pretty stiff due to hauling about of cinder blocks, some lovely new storage shelving in the basement to show for it. Hurrah!

About to head to Northampton for the 3rd time today, wide variety of music on offer. Hurrah!

Need to head down to Northampton in a few to fetch abandoned chairs for disposal, blech. Just talked to T's mom, made preliminary arrangements for movement of remainder of T's possessions to her folks' place.

Beautiful day, planning to spend the bulk of it dusty & bored, oh, well.

Just another week of it, then wheeeee, free time & such.

T. got married, weird. Congrats, T.

There are caterpillars everywhere & strange, dancing light.

Spent a few hours sorting & discarding, then drove another load of stuff north.

Took a shower after, now enjoying some down time in pjs, cold coffee, etc.

Music later.

Coffee's not helping much, beautiful morning, anyway.

Strange collarless dog that strongly resembles one of my dad's dogs continues to haplessly wander the neighborhood, this morning, Pickles drove him off into the bushes from whence he came.

Nice having a dining room table.

Day's been a bit much, on the go for fourteen hours, just stopped for a breather. Having a beverage.

Peretz is obsessed with the kitchen radiator, it's getting a bit old & hard on the linoleum.

Ah, the dear young lady has returned from her board meeting.

Walking over to the courthouse, was thinking of the figure of choice & the roles it plays in people's imaginations, chance, freedom, necessity, the decisive moment, etc..

Never been a big deal to me, more often than not not that interested in how things actually turn out, mind full of endless forking paths, elaborations of moments, variations on little tunes.

Flipped a coin & left it to lay without stopping to check if it came up heads or tails.

Having a tough time getting myself to get up & on with things.

Turns out that having had people one cares about horribly damaged by sexual abuse has the dubious benefit of getting one excused from serving on juries trying related matters.

Feeling a bit sick & sad, want to curl up in a ball & stay that way.

Instead, going to walk the dog, then go to work.

Thinking about technology as an image of abstraction superimposed on the world, abstraction as a hopefully fruitful neglect of things as they are.

In my new environment, the sky is larger, that's because it's higher up. Wide open vistas, more or less, still some wires.

OK, off to possibly decide people's fates, what else is new?

Love you folks.

Up early at the whim of the state, it's a gas.

Hot coffee, cold breeze.

The place is emptying out, slowly.

So busy & sleepy that I forgot to remember that I have jury duty tomorrow. Anyway, I have jury duty tomorrow.

Did cart that table up, had lovely dinner served to me on it, place is getting homier all the time. Also watched Temple of Doom.

Drove back to Northampton, too damn sleepy, need to walk the pup.

At work, throwing back grape soda after grape soda in an effort to combat dehydration.

Grape ape, grape ape.

Working in two different locations on the same day is pretty strange, suppose I'll get used to it.

Going to try to move my kitchen table after work, I think.

Got coffee. Enjoying it now with a bear claw. Dogs want bear claw.

Walked Peretz while it was brewing, camera low on battery, thought some about effects of battery technology on our society, looked at the sky, etc.

Upset stomach, out of coffee, going to go get coffee.

Drove more stuff up, got oriented to some new people & systems, unloaded stuff, went back, walked dog, loaded in more stuff, ate light dinner, drove more stuff up, unloaded stuff. Glad to get my shoes off.

Peretz is running around the house excitedly.

Need to get up early tomorrow to experience more new routine.

Haven't yet figured out how to make my new morning routine anything other than a confusing rush, which is to say, no routine at all. It's a bit tiring.

Just got handed a donut, so it's not all bad.

Loaded a bunch more books in the car, packed some other stuff (toys, art, cookware) to move tomorrow, drove overladen car to Greenfield, was fed interesting improvised curry, fried dumplings, watched Blazing Saddles, saddened as always by the decline of our culture since the '70s.

Carried the heavy books in & upstairs, dodging devil-may-care pups with an eye to not breaking their spines, took the dogs for a walk.

Overtired, thirsty, back hurts.

My mom got home OK, but their water's off. Some sort of countywide issue, apparently.

Busy bee.

Dropped my mom at the airport a while ago, dealing with Monday work chaos before & after, later, more moving.

Sometime later, maybe on the first of June, I'm hoping to take a deep breath & drink a soda or something.

Seems skee ball has left the Jersey Shore for greener pastures, not really anybody's fault, still a damn shame.

Mom's 50th high school reunion was interesting, lots to think about, not much to say about it. Got some commemorative travel mugs.

Stopped by Japanese mall on way home for treats & trinkets.

Collapsed in a heap.

I'm at the shore.

Ate oysters, explored the remains of Asbury Park a little.

Could use something more to eat.

Yesterday, rainy day, Iron Man, sushi. Consistent poor service at Brattleboro sushi joint continues to amaze, sushi's tasty though.

Now- preparing for trip to shore, dogs being walked, things put in bags. Can't decide whether to do weekend work before going or after return, inclining toward after return.

Drinking coffee.

Preparing to go get donuts. Early to bed, early to rise.

Trying to think of recipes that make for good leftovers.

Have the day off, hurrah.

Footloose & fancy free, just back from bug-soaked walk in the woods. Going to go get a key duplicated then attempt to locate dog sitter to foist it on.

Pretty damn beat, hoping minivacation perks me up, involves skee ball, etc.

Allergic to something in my office, itchy, sneezy, dopey, grumpy.

Pushing piles of routine into little piles.

My mom got in early, stayed up kind of late chatting, sleepy now.

Got bagels so my mom would have something to eat, then she called & said she was bringing bagels.

Going to go fetch her from the airport now.

Forgot my car at work, will go recover it with P. in a few, did laundry, some dishes, looked at giant mess to be dealt with & despaired a little.

Feeling like I should tote forgotten cell phone to Greenfield.

Having a little coffee, regrouping.

A good deal of the old vividness, freedom of action returning.

Strangely quiet walking in the woods, sounds of birds. Interesting light.

Some days, days like this, it's a positive joy to be misunderstood.

Looking into inner darkness, sipping coffee.

Harder to notice the occasional light touch amidst the heavy handedness. How the magic works.

Work promises to be a drag, only IT worker on premises, maybe it'll be less dull.

Plans for later include tidying, retrieving my mom from the airport.

Outside, it smells like skunk.

Work function was pretty pleasant, had a vodka tonic, chatted with the usual suspects.

Sweepea left her phone in my car, urgh.

Hope you're enjoying your self-analysis as much as I'm enjoying mine, would wish you the same re: self-criticism, but I gather that's out of fashion.

Glorious day, could use more time away from computer screens.

Thinking again about computers in the movies, it's strange. Think if I could understand that better, a lot else would fall into place. Thinking much the same goes for pets in the movies. Window dressing, plot device, caricature, nothing of the incidental centrality of these things in our lives, or nothing much.

It's not saying much to say that movies differ from real life, but exactly how, that would be saying something.

Peretz is dreaming.

As is so often the case, filled with a troubled benevolence to all & sundry. SO many horrifying catastrophes, so little time.

Leaving work a bit early to attend work-related function, should be a hoot.

Hoot, hoot, goes the wise old owl.

Bit of a lull at work, should maybe fill my time writing lullabies. Played some sudoku instead.

Went & got some fast food lunch, shared it out with loyal pup, took him for a little walk. Going to miss our lunchtime walks.

It's gotten quite warm. Probably won't stay that way for weekend seaside adventure but at least I'm going on one.

Too damn busy, tired of being busy, looking forward to weekend getaway.

Need to get a key made for dog sitter as landlord currently has extra key.

Managed to work in some late night movie watching the past couple of days, anyway, watched the two Grindhouse movies, pretty entertaining. Would like to watch a lot more movies, preferably projected on wall, need to get that set up in new location.

Also been thinking about playing Yoshi's Island projected on wall. All this & more later, right now, head down, pushing through.

Only minimal fallout from weekend's antivirus activities, think it's all sorted. Having some more coffee.

Have arranged day off Friday, half day Thursday with boss, fun times with mom, here we come, hip, hip.

Wondering what life is going to be like once it involves expanses of unplanned time again, in the middle of reading quite a few books, would like to finish them, summertime, summertime, sum, sum, summertime, hopefully.

Thinking about running wires, should get some clips.

At work, removing one set of corporate antivirus packages & installing another. It's a big, time-consuming drag.

Was meaning to call my mom to wish her a Mother's Day while doing this, noticed my phone was low on juice & haven't. Anyway, happy Mother's Day, mom.

Want to get back out in the sunshine (that's you!).

Goes on & on & on & on & on & on & on & on & on, pity it has nothing to say.

Not much use for pity.

Went & dispersed some funds to the Venezuelan revolution, also got some half & half. 'Keep On Rocking in the Free World' playing on the radio. Hopefully somebody will use that for campaign jingle this time around.

Need to go do extensive work at work, don't much feel like it.

Having more coffee.

Unpacking books yesterday, found myself wishing I were reading more books, soon, maybe.

Peretz wants out.

Got up to find that dear lady had finished my laundry for me, sweet of her.

Did a little unpacking & arranging, then headed for shower in newly clean bathrobe, strains of 'Alone Again Or' emanating from upstairs.

Had some coffee on the porch, watching dogs dig, thinking about the empty sentimentalism that pervades this culture. Which one? This one, here.

Peretz really, really wants to go down to the basement.

Been keeping myself busy, feeling a bit ill, about to go play a show.

Laundry's drying, will need to redry a bit after I get back to dewrinkle my shirts.

Wishing I were asleep.

Out of work, did more packing, walked the dog, rainy & humid out, pretty sweaty, should probably shower.

What I'm actually going to do is run some errands, pack stuff into the car, drive it to Greenfield & unload it. Then shower. Maybe.

Rough, hairy beast. Eight hands.

"Whatsoever therefore is consequent to a time of Warre, where every man is Enemy to every man; the same is consequent to the time, wherein men live without other security, than what their own strength, and their own invention shall furnish them withall. In such condition, there is no place for Industry; because the fruit thereof is uncertain; and consequently no Culture of the Earth; no Navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by Sea; no commodious Building; no Instruments of moving, and removing such things as require much force; no Knowledge of the face of the Earth; no account of Time; no Arts; no Letters; no Society; and which is worst of all, continuall feare, and danger of violent death; And the life of man, solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short."

Been packing books, makes me realize how many books I've read, somewhat. Doesn't help much.

More H & O, more celebrity Family Feud, funny how quickly routines are established, often go away just as quickly. Nothing wrong with any of that, it's quite pleasant, often enough.

Made myself a butterscotch milkshake after dinner, before Family Feud. Delightful.

At H & O, was talking to Jim about desserts, enjoy desserts, horrified to hear of many people's preference for fluffy cheesecake.

Would like some proper cheesecake.

Just back from a long walk through Greenfield's mean streets with Peretz, Pickles & L. joined us for most of the way, Warriors, come out & play.

A cup of coffee after work brightens my outlook considerably.

What appears to be self-documentation is really just tracings in the air, a thin film, a ghost. Not all here.

More coffee might help, but with what?

Seemingly no end to sleepiness & aches & pains. Old gray mare. Mare Crisium, Mare Fecunditatis, Mare Imbrium, etc., etc.

Miss my grandma.

Very drowsy, lots to do.

Should really shave, face itches.

Trying to decide if I should try to move a dresser today. Seems overwhelming.

Listening to lulling hum of servers, air conditioner.

Feet up, watching cartoons. A few weeks of this & I'll feel swell.

Too tired to say anything interesting, not tired enough to say anything interesting. The golden mean.

Feeling better all the time about others not having much of any idea what I think about anything no matter how much I say about it. Enjoying the pretty pictures, such as they are.

Work today involved, among other things, a drive to Orange, CT to recover some data, which, in the end, proved more or less useless. Nice enough day for a drive, I suppose, enjoyed looking at Long Island Sound, however briefly.

Left early as I missed lunch, took neglected pup for a much needed walk, about to go restock on kibble & treats.

Could use something to eat myself.

Last night, brought ps2, video projector over to the H & O for after hours Singstar party. Pretty damn amusing.

Slept in a bit, no time to get morning routine accomplished properly, argh.

Work voicemail chaos continues, not really my problem, people seem very interested in making it my problem.

Having some more coffee.

First day I could really smell the apple blossoms walking home for lunch, turtledove hopping around the driveway, took P. out into the woods, got covered in mosquitos, ducks leaping from tree to tree, old black crow looking on.

More involvement with workstations this morning than is usual for me, quite the time sink, mostly because they have people attached.

Baking a frozen pizza.

Going to Towel City, 'cause it's two for one.

Enjoy a nice, fresh towel.

New work commute delayed by traffic snarl, told it was an accident on 91, came most of the way by 5/10.

Dreaming of a tasty lunch.

Another free soup & game night, always very pleasant. Watching celebrity Family Feud, french bread pizzas are baking.

Feeling guilty about not talking the pup on enough long walks, wonky foot, ick.

Poor Peretz.

Things at work falling apart around the edges, tired of it, free advice, if you run a good-sized business, replace your computer equipment from time to time.

Spent the part of my lunch break not spent walking dog loading heavy boxes into car, one less thing to do later.

Had a grape soda, still feeling shaky.

Too nice outside to be here, maybe I'll leave.

Strangely, turned out that Revenge of the Sith was on TV last night, hadn't seen that, watched it, sort of dreadful & pointless, characters have no charm, make no sense. Oh, well, another childhood pleasure well & truly shat upon.

Room's all painted, time to get serious about moving, ai ai ai.

Dog wants out, wants to chase the cat, wants attention, wound up little ball of desire, like most of us.

Went & got, ate raspberry cheese danish, applied another layer of paint, waiting for that to dry, about to watch Return of the Jedi.

Still hungry.

Fell asleep with dogs again, therefore managed to sleep in.

Still pretty cold.

Room painting is progressing well. Not much on the agenda today besides more of that & dog care, a welcome change.

Busy, busy.

Took broken chairs to dump, went & bought painting supplies, applied layer of primer to future bedroom with L.'s extremely welcome assistance, drove to Easthampton to attend retirement picnic for two very long term employees, lovely dessert bars, a bit chilly.

Back to Northampton to do weekend work, that's all done, going to Hadley shortly to check out fabric clearance.

Tiring, paint flecks on hands, glasses, etc.

After a long time threatening to, finally broke down & took a brief nap.

Woken by Peretz wanting out, took him, now enjoying a glass of root beer.

Mmm, pie.

Thanks, sweetie.

Another chilly morning, feeling creaky.

Working up the energy to shower.

Running over moving-related tasks, seems daunting, will be fine.

Went over to radio station & provided quick & easy solution to their problem. Quick & easy solutions mean I get to be asleep by my bedtime, fond of quick & easy solutions.

Night, night.

Decided that I didn't have enough to do, so dropped in at after work going away party for coworker. Depressing as always, in ways hard to describe, really.

Got a slice of pizza on my walk home.

Should probably be napping, spacing out instead.

Went & got that burrito, even better than I'd hoped.

Too much to do over the next several days, trying to figure out how to arrange it all pleasantly.

Should probably have a soda & think it over.

Desire for a burrito is becoming somewhat desperate, should perhaps, at some point, head into town & buy one. Seems challenging.

Could use a nap to go with that burrito.

Workers of the world unite & all that.

Feet are very cold, just put on sandals. Coffee's brewing.

Neil's thing in Turner's last night was the first event I've been to in a long time where highly abrasive music was played to people unprepared for it, last time that happened, I think I was the one making the noise, funny to watch. Nice chats with many people about moving, music, putting music on Internet, the importance of having an up-to-date dictionary, etc.

Need to go do some uncompensated computer work late tonight, not sure why I agree to these things, if my sleepiness as of eleven or so last night is any indication of things to come, I really shouldn't've.

Peretz is standing in a sunny spot, wants out, I think.