Came home, collapsed, was given refreshing drink, revived enough to walk the pup, collapsed again, was fed garlic spaghetti, strawberry upside down corncake.

Would sort of like to go to bed now. May do.

Walking across the newsroom floor, noticed a paper from last week announcing that Herm's had closed. Never went to Herm's.

Went & got some coffee across the street. Still unsuitable outside for people with lingering cold symptoms.

Thickheaded, sluggish, new press goes live tonight maybe, I hear.

Wondering if I've had enough of being a temptation to the curious.

Vile mugginess prevails without, nice & cool in server room.

It seems that, during my brief absence, all area Citgos have become Irvings. Finding it a bit unnerving, trying to take it as a good sign.

About to go bring the ps2 pseudo-karaoke good vibrations to the H & O bartender's going away party.

Ps, ps, unnerving, Irving.

Slept in, coffee's brewing, need to go do a few things at work in a while, might try to work in brunch before.

So, wedding details- we are currently engaged in a plan to mark the turns of the seasons with significant events. The location was a tiny lighthouse chapel in Bernard, the officiant was a nice old man named Irving, the only others in attendance were L.'s son and two witnesses unknown to us. There were difficulties lighting candles. The harbor was fogged in as the ceremony began, but by the end had cleared out a bit.



Anyway, I think everybody had fun.

Back from vacation, been a strange, disjointed one in the course of which, in addition to getting married, everybody had colds, we drove back & forth from Maine to the Cape, etc., etc. Didn't get in as much swimming, eating, gazing at scenery, etc., etc. as usual, still pretty fun & interesting.

Could use a vacation.

OK, going to get back to unloading the car.

I got married, weird.

More about that later, reception in September.

Up in Maine, been fogged in with a nasty cold. Clearing out this morning.

Preparing for departure, sucking on a zinc lozenge.

Strange, disrupted sleep last night, wide awake at 4 AM, vast chorus of birds.

Gray morning.

Brought P. down to T.'s parents' house to visit with her & her new husband. Heard a lot about the world of interactive advertising. Buy now.

Feel like I may be coming down with a cold. Typisch.

Preparing for trip to seaside, doing laundry, have donned absurd seaside costume.

By the sea, by the sea, etc., etc.

Should take the dogs for a walk.

Just back from the premiere of Our American Friend, funny & interesting in a lot of ways, didn't care that much for the music. Got a call from friend who just got married while that was going on, left me feeling unaccountably nervous, like something awful had happened. Checked my voicemail after the show, was thanked for the wedding gifts. Strange bird, I am.

Had some insightful thoughts while the opera was underway, I think, but have now forgotten them, will have to make do with their traces.

Off to read some pulpy scifi about collectors of pulpy scifi.

I am damn sleepy. Knee still hurts.

Have vaguely agreed to play show tomorrow via SMS. Agreed, I mean, will probably be performing in person.

At some point before leaving on vacation, need to do laundry.

Nota bene: my going on vacation is not, as some appear to believe, an invitation to make harassing phone calls, please avoid doing this if possible.

New RIP being tested, about to go into production, nervousness abounds.

RIP, RIP, RIP.

Right knee hurts.

Out in the night with Peretz, feeling sorry for people, thinking about how my feeling sorry for people never did anyone any good.

Full moon tonight, too cloudy to see it.

Would really be better if I could react to the lack of subtlety typical of most suffering with the disgust it deserves. Anyway, anyway.

Grilled some hot dogs, dropped one, Peretz & Pickles split it. Peaceable kingdom.

Going to brush my teeth & put on my pajamas.

Moon, June.

Off to spoon & swoon.

Car needs fixing.

Actually got in some reading last night, stuff on Web about Werner Erhard, then a few chapters of an Ace Double.

Lovely morning for lazing about in bed, looking out the window at the cool sunshine, other things to do, sadly.

L. just cleaned up some dog vomit.

Checking on performance of underperforming web server and



Miniature donkey, miniature donkey!

Some days I enjoy my job more than others, having a big cup of quality joe.

Oil light's on again. Argh.

Gray, rainy day.

Boss's out sick, should be exciting.

Usually, anticipating being on vacation, I'd avoid making major changes to systems this week, unavoidable this time, gives me a bit of a stomach ache to think about it, luckily, cell phones don't work too well on the island.

Oil light has returned to its normal off state.

Feeling vaguely ill, sleepy, achy, mouth dry, etc.

Tried to nap, people kept calling.

Making pasta with an alfredo sauce.

My car's oil light has apparently now decided that being on all the time is the safest bet.

Have I ever told you about my hatred of old BIOSes?

Lots of little cuts on my fingers.

Don't feel like going to work. Need to go to work.

Didn't do a bunch of things I was thinking of doing today, did finally get seriously started unpacking. Gave up on that around 6, laid about lazily for a while, then made some fried rice with broccoli raab.

Humid day, got sweaty cooking, decided I'd take P. for one last walk in the rain, shower and settle into a t shirt & a pair of Looney Tunes boxer shorts I found today while unpacking. While out walking, watched tiny white butterflies flutter nervously above the wet grass, looking for a safe, dry place to settle.

Listening to the rain in my garish boxer shorts.

Foolishly allowed us to run out of coffee, easily corrected, brewing now.

Seems like rain.

Just back from seemingly endlessly deferred art pickup, nice day to be waiting around anyway, wandered around, took pictures, got coffee, snacks, sat on shady lawn, etc., etc.

Etc., etc.

Back home with dogs, walk down to the river planned for shortly.

Used to wander aimlessly around town a lot, now I need a reason, weird.

Just went out for a little nighttime exploration with Peretz, didn't go as far as I'd hoped, nagging toe blister.

In any case, lovely night.

Earlier, we made biscuits with local strawberries & whipped cream.

Off & on, feeling aimlessly, pointlessly sad. Happens a lot, it's nobody's fault.

Trying to think of something fun to do outside later.

Really wishing I were outside now, keep peering at the distant window.

Earlier in the week, it felt like the end of the week. Today I mistakenly thought it was Wednesday.

Strange days.

Just went outside for a few minutes, remarkably pleasant out, decided against hot dog for now.

Would very much like to be lying in a field somewhere, will need to wait until vacation, I suppose.

Should've gotten that hot dog.

Slept for a very long time last night, feel better for it.

Having a Dr. Pepper. In between doing various work tasks, I've been changing my address with a variety of companies & agencies.

Maybe I should go get a hot dog.

Wanted very much to stay in my newly cool & inviting bed, sigh.

Mysterious dog activities on the stairs.

Storm's coming. Very cinematic.

Hope the power stays on, in Northampton, anyway. Here, don't care so much.

Illumined sky, dramatic shadows of violently tossing trees.

Feels good to be at home.

Drove home through the summer heat, eating cold bing cherries.

Nashville's on.

Should really take Peretz for a walk, too darn hot.

Back to exciting work chaos, fucked up web server, archive database, you name it, we've got it.

Having some more coffee.

Back & forth between sauna-like outdoors & meat-locker-like server room = one big headache.

Summertime, summertime, sum, sum, etc., etc.

Jiggity jig.

Car acted a bit flaky on the drive home, steadied out as we went, it's never much cared for the wet & hot. We're a lot alike.

So, weekend jaunt a bit much, but still pretty nice.

Entering Greenfield among trucks towing mysterious devices, was thinking about being used. Basically, as long as I can keep my head straight about it, it's no problem.

Could use some sleep, up early to recover pups.

Ended up enjoying pastrami & cheesecake instead of sushi, as long as it was a southern speciality, I'm satisfied.

Could use a few days' sleep in this air conditioned facility.

Getting ready to pack up.

Lovely day for sitting in the shade on the Parthenon steps, some guy playing Asian-influenced banjo ditties, made me think of "Aja".

Sounds like southern food's going to be sushi, OK, OK,

Feeling lazy.

Hot, hot, hot.

We're going to go sing at the Parthenon with Barbara Jean, get some more ginger glacés.

Maybe some more tasty southern foods before returning north?

Hoping the pups are well.

Endless ceremonial activity, more talk of the Lord than I really care for, catering better than yesterday.

Pretty darn tired, thirsty.

Hearing about indictment in locally famous 33 year old child murder case.

Should get a beverage.

Delightful waffle breakfast, bacon, sausage, strawberries, mimosas.

Some lazing about, some shopping at thrift store, international market.

Just prepared for religious ceremony attendance with improvised song about baby Jesus followed by a shower, felt dirty.

Busy, busy day. Terrible, terrible dinner.

Forgot my pajamas.

Another rainy morning. Lovely, but I wish I were still in bed listening to the rain.

Busy day ahead, a little work, taking the dogs to be boarded, then airport, rehearsal dinner, etc., etc.

First, coffee, shower, maybe some coffee cake.

New a/c unit = freezing cold server room. I can't figure out how to operate the thermostat. Information professional!

Planning on getting out of here a bit early today, doing something fun, laundry maybe.

Somewhat excited to be leaving on a jet plane tomorrow, been a while.

So little going on in my head lately, it's funny.

Slow morning, pottering around with coffee, playing socially networked word games.

Should find P.'s vet documentation, going to board him tomorrow, the poor little guy.

Still feeling dehydrated from weekend's exertions, keep throwing back water, imagine it'll eventually help.

Woken early by call from depressed pal, one of the ones that doesn't think I'm a dangerous psycho. Hasn't been sleeping, thinks everyone hates him. Tried to offer helpful advice. Probably not really much help.

It's a delightfully rainy morning.

After call, got started on wiring my bedroom, alarm clock, reading light, here we come. Further enhancements to follow, stay tuned.

Things continue tiring, weird work schedule made weirder by emergency last night interrupting my enjoyment of free soup & game night, took more crap to dump at lunch, got started with putting the stuff lying all over the house in boxes away after work, took strange lingering walk with the pups, Pickles found an orange kickball. Made some spinach pasta with spicy sausage & cream sauce, watched the rest of Guys and Dolls. Going to take P for another walk down the street, then collapse, I think.

The extent of the disparity between my thoughts and feelings is sometimes quite alarming, but then I think about it for a little while and it seems just fine. Just how it is, just how it is.

Sleepy, sleepy.

Should have another drink of water.

Years worth of debris & detritus have magically vanished from in front of my home, thanks, Greenfield DPW.

In other news, took both dogs for glorious midday walk, bit challenging, but worth it. Wish I were still with them.

Spam, spam, log, log, etc., etc.

Took a little break from work & began my post-move financial recovery by depositing returned portion of my security deposit, had a hot dog with kraut from street vendor to celebrate. Things have been such a blur the past couple of months, I'm not even sure what my moving-related expenses actually were, but they certainly added up. I think a large part of it was just eating out a lot because of excessive busyness.

Anyway, my wealth & corresponding power are on the mend, watch out, Captains of Industry!

Being able to walk to bank, hot dog stand kind of makes me want to work in Greenfield all the time, arrange that, would you?

Have a particularly nasty headache, dehydration, I imagine, been drinking liquids, hasn't helped yet. Maybe sleep will.

Watching Guys & Dolls.

All moved out, not all moved in, soon, I hope.

Woke up stiff, drank coffee, showered, walked dogs.

Going to go for fancy brunch, then complete moving out process. Try to stay civilized, ha ha.

Hiding in plain sight, it's a gas.

Almost done with the moving, a few things to pick up & tidy in the morning.

RLETAAS means relocation leaves everybody tired and ambivalent, sadly.

Peretz is trying to lick the radiator.