January 20th, 2006

roadkill soup

The day so far

Well, the day has been warm and dry -- almost like a day in Spring. I got up too early: couldn't sleep, been having vivid dreams for some days now. Got cleaned up and went to get my teeth cleaned (O, be joyful). Then I went out to Wilderstead. It was beautiful and quiet. The stream was flowing. I got a Ridge Rest out and laid it upon the ground and almost went to sleep, lying there in the woods.

On my way back, I noticed my neighbor has put up his home For Sale By Owner. This might be my chance to get a piece of the property between us, although I might have to swallow hard and take all of it to get what I want. Ultimately, I want sole ownership of the road between my 22 acres (Lot #3) and his attached 19 acres (Lot #2). His actual house sits on 10 acres (Lot #1). To attempt to do this, however, would require me and collinsmom to come to some solid view of what the future holds, especially as regards my retirement. If I were to work another ten years, we could probably take all of Lot #2 and take our time developing our homesite. But that delays our taking up residence out yonder. Much to think about.

I'm feeling better today, though still melancholy about some things. No matter how forward-thinking I try to be, certain things that have been very important to me are slipping away, and that makes me sad. I would feel less sad if there were lots of exciting new things taking their place. But as it is, I feel like I'm sitting through a long, dry wake of the worst kind. I don't know whether I'm waiting for Jesus to raise the dead or for Dr. Van Helsing to put a stake through its heart.

Prayer, lots of prayer: that's what I need.

Take my breath away

Well, I satisfied a curiosity of many years' standing tonight. I have finally tasted Chartreuse, an herbal liqueur (weed stew) brewed from a recipe handed down by Carthusian monks and reputed to be the elixir of life.

Chartreuse is the only naturally green liquor (from the chlorophyll of the herbs). And it's 110 proof. (There is also a milder, 80-proof yellow chartreuse made with honey.) It smells like Vitalis. collinsmom said it tasted like cough syrup.

Actually, it tastes quite a bit like Jaegermeister, though not as heavy. It has a spicier flavor, and with the extra proofage is decidedly more ethereal. All in all, rather tasty, though not for slurping: I had a mere finger's worth, and I wondered if I would be able to finish it. collinsmom observed that if you took a sip and held it in the back of your throat for a moment before swallowing, it would clear your sinuses in no time.

I quite liked it. (Interested sippers see me for a private tasting.)
beats working

You heard it here first

I predict that Walk the Line will beat out Brokeback Mountain for Best Picture at the Oscars.

Brokeback Mountain reflects the entertainment industry's values, but Walk The Line lionizes fellow entertainers. And while I'm sure that Hollywood would love to give their highest award to gay cowboys, I can't see them turning down the chance to give that award to themselves.

Thank you and Good night

Just reviewed my recent yowls of pain that I posted last night and today. Could that thing howling at the moon have been I?

I usually do a better job of hiding that face from the world.

Well, I'm feeling more hopeful now in any case. If I can get some energy back, maybe I'll have a star to steer by. At least, I feel better tonight.

Thank you all for your prayers.