I wasn't going to blog again so soon, but what's the point of blogging if you're not going to use it to publicly whine. My knee has erupted in a full-blown gout attack. I can only bend it to 45 degrees, hurts to walk, etc. I considered posting a picture but I decided that would be way too close (in every way) to Weinergate and if I ever run for office I wouldn't want a puffy knee (which close-up looks like Herbert Hoover) to come back and haunt me. I've spent the day holding down the couch.
A few days ago I opened a Twitter account. Several people promptly signed up to follow me, which was surprising and interesting. I looked at their accounts and found they were really eager to sell me porn. Sigh. Today a friend signed on and I'm confident she's not a porn merchant. I shouldn't have been surprised with the first followers -- such is life in the Internet world -- I banned the first group. I find this on-line presence to be interesting and sort of time-consuming. One of my nieces has said she is going to blog during her up-coming vacation (with her family). I'm looking forward to that and will post a link (if I can't figure out how to do that I'll put in the address)
(The "follower" on my twitter page, R.D., is co-owner of Broadway Books -- I'll put in a small plug -- a really nice independent book store)
Finally, last week Josh A. (fourth in line to be the titular Big Kahuna of this clan) stopped by and picked up a free 10-speed bike. I acquired it from a friend who was clearing out a rental he owns. Josh and I did a little work on it before he left -- it needs some more -- but the price was definitely right. If it turns out to be unfixable, I'll take it back, cut it up and use it to make another water-powered sculptural piece. And so it goes. (in agony) DA
P.S. After several years, today I just noticed: I have a "Genuine DESERT WASH" t-shirt. I bought it in Coldfoot Alaska (100 miles N. of the Arctic Circle) as a momento. "Desert Wash" -- north of the Arctic Circle in Alaska -- it doesn't easily compute.
A few days ago I opened a Twitter account. Several people promptly signed up to follow me, which was surprising and interesting. I looked at their accounts and found they were really eager to sell me porn. Sigh. Today a friend signed on and I'm confident she's not a porn merchant. I shouldn't have been surprised with the first followers -- such is life in the Internet world -- I banned the first group. I find this on-line presence to be interesting and sort of time-consuming. One of my nieces has said she is going to blog during her up-coming vacation (with her family). I'm looking forward to that and will post a link (if I can't figure out how to do that I'll put in the address)
(The "follower" on my twitter page, R.D., is co-owner of Broadway Books -- I'll put in a small plug -- a really nice independent book store)
Finally, last week Josh A. (fourth in line to be the titular Big Kahuna of this clan) stopped by and picked up a free 10-speed bike. I acquired it from a friend who was clearing out a rental he owns. Josh and I did a little work on it before he left -- it needs some more -- but the price was definitely right. If it turns out to be unfixable, I'll take it back, cut it up and use it to make another water-powered sculptural piece. And so it goes. (in agony) DA
P.S. After several years, today I just noticed: I have a "Genuine DESERT WASH" t-shirt. I bought it in Coldfoot Alaska (100 miles N. of the Arctic Circle) as a momento. "Desert Wash" -- north of the Arctic Circle in Alaska -- it doesn't easily compute.
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