Still haven't got round to cleaning the red dust off my car. It's hideous but I've promised myself a ride to the car wash tomorrow morning.
Kathie emailed a picture of her scar today. That thing is a war wound!!!yuk!!!!
Had life writing class this morning. One person wrote a very funny piece about Funk and Wagnells. Would you believe on the car radio driving from the station F & W was mentioned. Not only that: I was doing homework on the train after class. Our assignment is to write about an argument using all 'show', no 'tell'. I suddenly thought about my being forced to eat brussel sprouts, one of my complaints being that they were soggy. Well the radio people mentioned soggy vegetables too. Things like that happen all the time. It's about being alert to the ordinary, making something of it, opening people's senses to the everyday that gets lost in the 'doing' of life. That was the theme of our class today. Awesome.
At last I've heard some news about work. I may even get to put a few hours in next week. I am however, not holding my breath.
Tonight I think I'll stay up and watch cricket, the Aussies are playing in the ICC championship in S. Africa. Big rugby league game as well tonight, a local derby of sorts. I'll have fun flipping channels. Might even have a beer, and scratch my balls. Oops. I don't have any.
Not much happening this weekend so I can write. No excuses. Just do it.
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