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Weak I


1 January 2022

No. 6,384 (cartoon)

I’m not done.

Yes you are.


2 January 2022

Looking Good!

I’m off to a good start on my twenty-seventh year of making these daily notebook entries. I made a cartoon yesterday, and when I’m done with this little ditty, that only leaves three hundred and sixty-three of these word biscuits to go.

Looking good!

I was planning on compiling the data from the first twenty-six years of notebooks, but in looking back I see that I only do that once a decade, so now I’ll have to wait four years before I can write the words I’d intended for here.

Since I can’t start that until 2026, I’m going to take the rest of the day off.

Looking good redux!

3 January 2022

Gerbil Food Dinner

Molly invited me for dinner at her place where she served gluten-free glutinous globs of organic, whole grain gunk free from artificial additives, genetically modified organisms, and taste.

“What do you think?” she asked.

“I’ve never tasted anything quite like it,” I replied.

I drowned every bite in habanero sauce; that made it palatable. Barely.

“How does it taste?” she continued.

“Very nutritious!” I enthused.

“It certainly is,” she agreed. “I’m glad you like it.”

I saw no reason to correct her, especially since a gentle, steady stream of wine washed away any disappointment of the unfortunate gerbil food dinner.

4 January 2022

Kinder, Gentler Beheadings

Polly told me that bureaucrats toiling in Afghanistan's Ministry for the Propagation of Virtue and the Prevention of Vice are cranking out edicts for Herat, a western province. She said the good news is that they ordered all female mannequins to be beheaded.

“Why is that good news?” I asked.

“They used to behead women,” she replied.

Oh well. Unlike the American Taliban, no one in the Afghan franchise has pompous orange hair.

5 January 2022

Dark Scandanavian Films

Göteborg film festival organizers have booked professional hypnotists to put the audience in a trance before showing the films. Of course.

It seems like such an obvious idea that I'm surprised that I've never heard of it before. What other way is there to stay awake during those dark Scandinavian movies?

6 January 2022

Chocolates, Bourbon, and Espressos

Melanie and I went through several bottles of cheap bourbon with a couple of espressos this afternoon. Her sister gave her the little chocolate bottles filled with cheap booze, even though Melanie hates strong alcohol. And that’s where I come in.

Or, more accurately, I came into Melanie’s studio this afternoon, where she’d produced four miniature bottles of Jim Beam. She bit off the top of the bottle, then poured the meager contents into a shot glass before eating the chocolate bottles.

She got all the sugar, and I got the worst cocktail I ever had: chocolate-flavored rotgut bourbon.

The espresso proved to be the great equalizer, and we finished our afternoon snack full of the energy we’d need to do absolutely nothing except talk for the rest of the visit.

7 January 2022

My Twelfth Sexennium

I just entered my twelfth sexennium today.

I’ve been waiting for years to write that, and finally did. It feels good to get one more thing off my “to write” list.

8 January 2022

Feel the Downlike Comfort

I like this documentation of a found object, but it doesn’t work very well as a small photograph. It looks like I added the text in the computer, but that’s the way it arrived fresh from the factory. I added a separate detail photograph when I posted Feel the Downlike Comfort in my art department.

Coming next weak: more of the same.


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