1.07.2004

Something in my Veins, Bloodier than Blood

You can't tell what it is. Not exactly, anyway. Did you hear something? A vibration in your stomach, something not quite unhinged, but on the verge of coming loose. Somewhere between nausea and panic. Did you forget something? A snippet of a conversation, something someone said, something that sounded innocuous in context, transparent, yet, taken out of context in and of itself, holds foreboding. Something coming loose -- what? A moral? some priniciple? some fine line wavering between right and wrong? A bill you forgot to pay? a phone call you forgot to make? a day you forgot to take off? did you remember to turn in that sick day you took last week? how much will your tax return be this year? will it be enough to get a new car? put a downpayment on a house? or to escape? Did you remember some obscure personal anniversary? Did you forget another sibling's birthday? Will this cough ever go away? Are your lungs damaged forever? why do you wake up with the cold sweats almost every night, every winter? why was I born here? why now? Paranoia.

Stuff I Gotta Do

  • Get my vision checked and get a new script for glasses.
  • Trade in my car.
  • Get back to the gym every day after work.
  • Find a way to make this job interesting again, or find another one.
  • Move south.

1.06.2004

Every Moment is a Little Bit Later

Read my previous post and laugh along with me. At the absurdity of my current reality. Here. In the Midwest. Where it's currently 13 degrees. I won't even bother calculating the wind chill factor. It's too boring, too atrocious -- too absurd that it has again become the lead story on the local news. Just as it does every year. Every year. Every year. Does enyone in the Midwest ever get tired of enything??!?! ~sheesh~

(Suffice it to say that one of the highlights of 2003 for Yours Truly was experiencing Hilton Head Island. And I made a promise to go back. So, The Muse and I will be returning this summer. Prolly gonna take Haze along with us, which will change the dynamic a little.)

Also realized that in all of 2003 I blogged a total of 12 posts. That's an average of one post a month, and a fairly atrocious record for a veteran of the medium like me. I fear I can't hold a candle to my pal lola........much as I'd like to........*smile*.........

[Aside: Listening to some tune by a band/artist named Genovese -- called "Swinging on Poles" -- a fairly nondescript hip-hop jam -- with the marked exception of these wonderful little female sex grunts mixed into the rhythm track. Not enough to make me buy it, but *yum* for that.]

So, fans -- what's been going on? For our part, we present, in brief:

The been-there-done-that list for 2003:

  • we -- that's the US, which is us, for better or worse, folks -- went to war, again. For the second time - ? - in as many years, that we're aware of.
  • we "won" the war, but remain in foreign lands, with a status of Foreign Invader & Tormented Victor.
  • we "went orange" twice, but hung tight through it.
  • we had a big East Coast electrical power grid fiasco -- remember that?
  • the ever-sexy Madonna smooched her de facto wannabe proteges Britney and Christina on TV, initiating waves of hope and nausea, respectively, among the sexually enlightened and the homophobic. I, for one, would kiss any and all of them, in any combination -- and can't understand anyone who wouldn't, but, hell, to each their own. I've more than learned that. (Check out the divine M's site, btw -- pretty neat.)
  • perhaps even more scandalous, Dubya remained president.
  • "we" caught Saddam Hussein, former leader of the vanquished nation of Iraq, after killing half his family and reducing his already decimated country to further rubble. The other bearded nemesis remains at large. And gas prices in the old US-of-A remain no more or less better.
  • my own primary love r-ship hit a bump, causing me to initiate a separation, but we humanly and miraculously found ways of coming to terms with the break-up, each other and our differences, and, while we remain living apart at present, we remain very much together, and are shooting for a spring re-synching of physical space.
  • your pal Runey saw the fair city of San Francisco for the first time, liked it much, and hopes to return.
  • and, somehow, in the waning days of 2003, I discovered a penchant for hip-hop, which I never had even the slightest interest in or understanding of before.
And that's the news that was, gang. So, an eventful year or not?? -- you be the judge. Please. We even fixed the message board for you (click on "Comments" below).

Write and let us know how the hell you are, how you were in 2003, and how you plan to be in 2004. Much love to you, always.

Stay tuned......