I have been castigating myself

Because I have bought so many note books, unlined/lined but WHY? Here's what's happening: I start something and don't follow through.

Book of Shadows
Haiku ~ which will house About a Frog IF I can find it. I'm sure it's in a notebook....
Apache Junction

I have done 2 journals on Paris... and have found beaucoup amounts of articles and images from Paris.

La situation est assez inquiétante!

I need to maintain a CENTRAL file. I need to be organized.

And of course it's 7:07 pm and I am yawning.



Not mine, but I love this page!

Pages from my 2nd Paris Art Journal

Getting desperate!

*click*click*click* There's no place like home, there's no place...



Paris is so, foreign. Do they arrange affaires for the strangers or just throw a big meet and greet?



Great doors and facades though.

& I'm off!

Three Fortune Cookies:
1. Go for it. You never know whom you might run into.
2. Be calm and collected, peace is a virtue
(unwrapping 3rd cookie)
3. Be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of someone else.

As always, I take off for a place I don't know, without any friends, with a spotty history of writing, or even going outside.

But I have high hopes. Always.

Yea Yea Yea

I know, I've been neglecting you. I did get the bump under my eye taken out, to be replace by a scar. Much cooler! For now though, it itches and I keep touching it... it better heal soon!

Finally did something with my domain. Don't know if it's up yet. I'm a bit dense when it comes to forms. Free form I'm good at. It'll be for my wonderful writings, which will increase 100 fold the instant I set foot in Paris.



Cancelled my appearance at the Hillerman conference. I don't think I won and I leave for Paris 10 days later. It'll cost me some bucks, but not as much as the apartment in Paris! I'll be laying out almost $10,000 USD! Oy!



Still, I am so looking forward to it. Buying some new clothes, like undies (incase of plane/car/bus crash) and a coat, which I don't need in Tucson.

I'll be bringing my computer, UB, Kindle, iPod and in my heart...



Later, tater

Idiot Feds

I have heard people go on and on and on about the stupidity of the Federal government. The only contact I've had is with the Dept of Education, a kinder gentler branch.

The State Department, most notably the Passport Agency in LA, ranks now as the stupidest bunch of people ever. I sent in my app, with $ to expedite it, extra $ to mail it immediately when it's done. See the previous post. I thought the recall meant to not send the info.

Just to be on the safe side, I called. The ass I spoke with, "Dylan", said that I needed to sign an affidavit stating that "Mae" is my birth middle name. (I took my mother's maiden name in honor of her, and because I hated Mae.)

I said, "Mae is on the expired passport I sent with the application."

Dylan: "You have to send an affidavit."

Me: "Die."

So I have prepared the affidavit, made a truly marvelous true photo print of my raggedty birth cert., with "Mae" as my birth name.

Idiots.



For good measure: Dirty Boy