“rolling in the deep”…

tongue-tied and twisted up…

as the plot keeps changing…

in a movie that is not my own…

as the writers constantly change…

update, and change my dialogue again…

they hand me my new script…

completely different from the old one…

the one that i knew by heart…

and had committed to memory…

i’m given a small amount of time…

to familiarize myself with the lines…

memorize my stage direction and marks…

and, at the end there are three highlighted lines…

“study and practice the new attributes of your character.”…

“natasha is now an exotic dancer…she dances nude, wearing only heels…speaks only russian.”…

“your call is at 0600…using dawn’s light to highlight natasha’s dance on top of a towncar, while singing “rolling in the deep,” in russian to a wealthy businessman, in mid-town manhattan.”…

“no peace for the wicked”…

…is a song that’s near and dear to my heart. it’s from the into the gap album, by the thompson twins, from 1984.

i used to listen to this cassette tape over and over again. i knew every word and every bit of percussion.

you see, i loved tom bailey’s voice, but i was absolutely gaga for alannah currie, who played percussion and also sang.

at the time, they were my very favorite band. i saw them once with my friend, m*****n and her brother, m*****l.

i saw them three or four times with my first girlfriend, p***a. we also met them once and got their autographs.

anyway, there is also, “no peace for the wicked,” in the desert. my friend, j**s, says that she has beachfront property…

…to the lake of fire (hades)…the scorching hot desert. if there is a devil, he lives here…in the desert…for sure…

at 10:30 pm, it was still 107°, with 16% humidity. and, when you live in a desert with 0% humidity, 16% is miserable.

at 2:52 am, it cooled down very significantly to 100°, with 16% humidity. much, much cooler…not!!

this morning at 8:27 am, it was still very cool and pleasant 😂 at 100°, but with only 10% humidity, so much better 😅.

right now, at 9:25 am, it is 100°, with 15% humidity. there is no breeze or circulation of air, it’s very sticky, heavy.

there is a 55% chance of precipitation this afternoon, which will make the humidity 14%, with a high of 114°

like the thompson twins so aptly sang,”(there’s no peace) no peace for the wicked…we’re dancing till we drop…(there’s no rest) no rest for the wicked…
and we’re all too scared to stop”…

query up…

…i sometimes see my brain as an enormous labyrinth library…dusty, cobwebby bookshelves line each corridor. when a particular kind of query comes to mind the animatronic librarian slowly comes to life he/she takes a plastic capsule from a vacuum tube (like old banks) opens it and reads the query. the answer can be located anywhere within the labyrinth…mind you, he/she is the only librarian…and things are cluttered and messy…he/she may get lucky or take months to find the answer. however, he/she never gives up. when an answer is found it is written on the back of the original query…put into the capsule…placed in the vacuum tube and away it goes…to the next stop realization and sharing. my god, that librarian has been scrambling around the labyrinth all night and found an answer matching a random question, which i thought might be of interest…the dinner party, season 4 – episode 13 of the office.

 

things i keep telling myself…

…tomorrow is a new day…

…no one knows what the future holds…

…remember, you’re a shitty mindreader…

…age is a state of mind…

…you still get carded…

…where there’s a will, there’s a way…

…patience is a virtue…

…good things come to those who wait…

…the juice was worth the squeeze…

…nothing ventured, nothing gained…

…you’re good enough, you’re smart enough and dog gone it…people like you…

…keep going…just a little further…

…love yourself and others will love you too…

…you’re a good catch…

…protect your heart…

…listen to your gut…

…open your eyes…

…be grateful for all that you have…

…be kind…

…give of yourself…

…listen, before you speak…

…you can have what you want and you will…

…keep working your plan, you will achieve your dreams and accomplish your goals…

…wake up…

…this is your life…

…take responsibility for yourself…

…continue to do the work…

…don’t burn bridges…

…don’t settle…

…be open to possibilities and magic…

…keep an open mind…

 

not today…

…keep your idiotic guffaws to yourself…

…my god stifle your mynah bird chatter…

…please, r*****d…i can’t hear “and death”…one more time…

…stop moving your ginormous, dirty, black feet around in my field of vision…

…it’s none of your business how many times and with whom…

…no my therapist won’t “do you” and neither will my friend…

…no one is staring at your package…
…please keep your scary, “fox news opinions” hidden deep within…

…keep your balls scrubbed and their stench away from me…

…don’t ask, “what’s cold in the fridge,” check it yourself, exercise you old goat…

…no…i’m not watching it…you are on your own…

…keep telling yourself that you’re the nicest guy that you’d ever like to meet…

…i’m not allowing you to fuck with my mind or emotions…

…i will not continue to sit here and listen to you lie to me with impunity…

…not today…today, you are on your own disgusting, old man…deal with it…