10.11.09

I cannot tell a lie... missed yesterday.
Friends came over and brought a feast with them. The utter kindness astounds me.
Gorgeous day; here's the Prudential with clouds drifting in and out of it. Fenway Park is over to the right. Sox lead 3-0... crap! 3-1. Im going for a crutching walk as this cant last. I fear it's the last game.

10.07.09

Wow! Post # 490. Getting closer to those poetic titles. Stay tuned.
This the Big Guy's birthday. Oldest guy I ever slept with. If I could sleep. Im so exhausted. Up all night and sleepy and woozy all day.
Being on crutches has put my poor shoulder into overdrive. Hurts like hell. As soon as I can walk, Im calling the shoulder guy to see if I can move up the repair date.
Instead of a winter of discontent, this will be my winter of oxycodone.

10.06.09

Ah! It's erev the big guy's birthday. What do you get for 67? Hair Color for Men? Ick, too nasty... and orange to boot. I look at him and see the guy I dated 46 years ago. So cute. And he still makes me laugh like a loon. Usually at my expense, but that's OK.
This is a rather washy view of the Prudential by IM Pei. I love the way it reflects the sky and clouds. And that coy little indent that IM put down the edge, that catches the light in the most magical way. Maybe I'll get it another day.