Diary 7/24 to 7/28/22: Free go set; Das Rheingold; Erda's pole dance; Siegfried's mechanical forge; the fleas are back; flat broke because I'm an idiot; Shakespeare's Timon; Russell, Wolfram, Camus.
Category: Poverty
Atheist Quotes Jesus!
Diary 5/15 to 5/16/22: Birthday party invite; psyllium debacle; short $; the world needs YOU; "Arguments"; discovering Tori Amos; strike a pose to feel confident; psyllium warning.
The Ten Percent Solution
An argument in favor of making a commitment to charitable works. Ten percent is suggested but is not inherently part of the argument. This document is presented copyright-free for fair use in the hope that others will feel free to pass it along. The wording is my original expression of old thoughts.
Efficient Learning: Diary, 2/3 to 2/6/21
Even a schedule isn’t necessary; just a bookshelf. Each morning—mornings are best for this kind of work—take the book at the left, sit down with it, and go through it, either page-by-page or marker-by-marker (tape flags for target pages).
Diary, 1/24 to 1/28/2021
[Maslow's Motivation and Personality] provoked a lot of thought, though not necessarily anything earthshaking; I’ll have more to say when I type the quotes. It seemed to take a very long time. On 1/1/21 above I mention plodding through it, including having finished the first two chapters, so it took somewhat longer than three weeks.
Diary, 1/15 to 1/23/21
Listened to a vital hour-long discussion with Chris Hedges, How Republicans, Democrats, and the Media Have Weakened US Democracy. We are doomed; the only thing Hedges could suggest is impossible to me: basically, shut it all down, take to the streets and create chaos. “Mass sustained civil disobedience” is how he expressed it.
Diary, 1/2 to 1/14/21
Also yesterday, I received a bill for $137,177.96 from Adventist Health White Memorial. Medicare is shown on the bill as paying $0.00...
Diary, 12/25/2020 to 1/1/2021
Christmas day. I had thought about going out and hanging around on Union in the hope of seeing Mr. D and giving him a twenty. Now it occurs to me to invite him over, perhaps to watch a movie or ...
Diary, 2/28 to 12/25/20, My Return to Civilization
Sometimes when I ponder events of my childhood or youth, I feel a twinge of rage against that stupid boy, wanting, sorta, to choke or punch him. Is this guilt, or shame, or what? Shopped at Barnes & Noble yesterday and spent about $120.00, coming home with three books...
Diary 12/29 to 1/4/2020
There is no perfect solution that involves no pain. Having five full bookcases is a pain only when I contemplate moving; but I am no longer content to remain where I am. Alas, alas, I cannot expect to find “the perfect apartment for me.” No bugs, no noisy neighbors, suitable furniture, good location…
Diary, 5/30 to 6/3/19
Because Chris Hayes tonight is all about yet another mass shooting, I’m listening to a CD of selections from Liadov, Tcherepnin, and Rimsky-Korsakov (“Le Coq d’or” suite). Liadov is quite low-key, which I knew going in, from an LP many decades ago, but I still had hopes…. I passed on a Delius disk because “Dull, duller, Delius.” Actually, I like at least one of his, don’t recall which.
Diary, 3/8 to 3/12/19
Lots of dream stories, a bit of philosophy, chasing around Bakersfield to return a purse, trike adventures, movie reviews, and so on.
My New Diary, 12/15 to 12/18/18
So, up to age ten or twelve, life seemed to me entirely trouble-free and a complete pleasure of outwardly-directed activities. Yet as a teenager I was mindlessly destructive, a petty thief, and very troubled and unhappy—but also, while I thought it the best of times, I dreaded having to become an adult. Puberty was not kind to me, and I cannot begin to fathom what went wrong, if anything did. I guess that I mean physically, because everything was wrong mentally and behaviorally.
My New Diary, 12/8 to 12/11/2018
The weight increase looks like a wakeup call. Maybe I need to pay more attention to how I’m living my life. Yesterday I ate half of a chocolate cream pie instead of dinner, and I concluded my day with “another day shot to hell,” suggesting that I felt that I had wasted my day.
My New Diary, 11/22 to 11/27/2018
I am fond of quoting Iago’s “I am nothing if not critical,” but maybe I should just quit it. Being critical, I mean. Where it’s not called for. Like, when it’s gratuitous. That would be incredibly challenging, yet so worth the effort. We’ll see if I even remember…
How I am Losing Weight: My “Low-Calorie, Low-Sodium, Low-Sugar” Diet
I began drastically reducing my intake of sugar. First to go was sugared sodas. While I usually had diet sodas at home, the fast-food fountain sodas use saccharine or some other sweetener that I can’t stand, so I had sugared sodas (Dr. Pepper, if you must know) whenever I ate out, and was glad to get it; now I drink strictly water when eating out.
Ingratitude
“You know, I do not understand why you are treating me like an an old shoe that’s tossed aside. But let me clue you in on a few things! I’m not one of your old shoes nor [?] am I anything you need to be tossing off or away! That’s certainly not the way you are supposed to treat a friend!...
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