It's Wiscpunk You Idiot

7 October 2007 –

I love days like this. I got to goof off, and I also felt like I got things done. I slept until 10am this morning. I went to Target this afternoon and bought a steam-cooker and then went to the farmers’ market and picked up loads of produce before returning home. I like playing in the kitchen and washing and separating stuff to pack away for the week in the fridge, and I like having new kitchen gadgets to fool around with.

I made a HUGE plate of veggies in the steamer and chatted online for a bit before leaving on a walk just after sunset. I walked a couple of miles through the residential streets around my neighborhood, starting out from the shops at Bishop Arts. It’s a mostly Mexican neighborhood, but it is slowly gentrifying. There are smells of meat grilling and the sounds of the polka beat and accordion coming from the long stretches of smaller homes fronted by wrought iron fences that seem somewhat disproportionate. Cats lie in the sidewalk here and there, and occasionally I am met by the yipping of a Chihuahua. These blocks are punctuated by larger old homes meticulously restored and decorated, but it is still mostly the barrio. People lounge outside together talking on porches and in breezeways. I like it just the way it is.

I am glad to be alive.

I came home and showered and folded laundry and washed dishes and took my evening pills. There is no noise but the tapping of my fingers on the keyboard and the whirring of the window unit. I have new shoes and a new bedspread, and I have books everywhere. There is still a good deal of clutter about the place, but I’ll get that sorted out once I can do heavy lifting again. It’s job security of a sort, in any case.

I picked up a CD yesterday at a KNON sale in the parking lot outside the radio station. The artist is called Cottonmouth Texas, and I recognized him as an acquaintance of a guy I went to school with who I see online. I ripped it to my computer and gave it a listen. His stories sound like a cross between me and Jim Carroll, oddly enough. I should get busy writing and make more mp3’s soon.

This weekend I’ll go to the river to see dad and Sarah and spend some time with them. I’ll go to a benefit show in Deep Ellum on Saturday night. Between now and then I have lots of work to do catching up for lost time at the soap mines.