To five Jan

You can see clearly by the date that we are 11 months from Christmas OR 340 shopping days left. Nevermind too soon to start planning & start looking. Why early this morning or yesterday I was struck by a bolt of insight for ultimate gift of innermost circle.

WHAT WHAT ?

Come on FB. Not that easy and settle down. It is for the home & VERY COOL.

I got up this morning & did something I don’t often do right away. I turned on telly to look at snow storm pix & reports. I saw ONE (1) ‘time lapse’ & that was enough. There was a marathon on History channel ‘Black Ops’ that was riviting. Background noise.

I recall a political science course from my undergrad days. Professor was ‘rumored’ for former CIA. He told us that at any given time there were 150 wars, skirmishes & conflicts raging somewhere on the planet at any time.

Weekend recapitulation follows. I started with a lot of ‘free time’ but it ran out. I wrote a Twelve (12) Step program for doing a painting. Very cool, idiot-proof. It took a little more time than I anticipated so now slightly behind the power curve.

A beautiful sunny day & high supposed to reach 16, the threshold for outdoor activity. I want to take a walk so I am now pressed for time & in a hurry.

Welcomed back the X Files Sunday night after football. Very good & second install tonight. It will be good as Scully & Mulder get back into form.

I have some paint drying on a faux Mondrian so I guess one COULD say I was ‘multi-tasking’. Done in a record within 24 hours. Picture tomorrow.

So Saturday night Virginia & I attended the birthday party Downtown as scheduled & mentioned in pre-weekend dispatch. Semi-formal was the dress and a few had tuxedos. I got away with a gray business suit, white shirt & striped regimental tie. Va looked sharp as well.

The venue was a cool three story flat in a very upscale hood. The crowd I was later told we mostly thesbians. Not to be CONFUSED …

OK. Actors. Imagine connected, consecutive & adjoining rooms, tastefully & eclectically decorated, filled with larger than life Shakespearan actors as some certainly were moving gracefully, regally most very majestically.

When Virginia gave the ‘let’s get outta here’ sign, I jumped into action with neither hesitation or reservation.

Sunday was cold again so no prob being inside watching American football. Very happy with one outcome, the other, not so much.

Superbowl fav here at the cloud is Orange 18, Omaha, Omaha Peyton Manning. I mentioned to a very emotional Patty that I was speculating that there were probably not too many people outside of New England grossly disappointed to see cheatin' Tom Brady, Bill Beli & the Pats’ season ending before Stupid Bowl L (50). Most people don’t know Roman Numeral for fifty (50 = L) so the ad people are not pushing L to insult intelligence.

The other game, oh well. Desert Cardinals were my fav. Not a Fan of anything ‘Carolina’ but the owner. A very, very class act. Our local jones (nfl team owner) could sure take a lesson or two out of Jerry Richarson’s book of class.

The Carolina players, the usual thuggies inspite of actions on the telly, are neither.

I MUST now go thru my personal archives for a ‘blue-book’ paper I wrote while doing my undergraduate work stating and arguing a case for a professioanl football team in the ‘Carolina’ market. This was in the 70’s. Between 1970 & 74 Thank you very much. I know I still have it. In the attic, in box and I don’t want to go up there searching.

WHAT ELSE ?

Happy Ozzie day to Emma, Sir Ronald & all the crew at The Roadhouse Tavern.

Must wrap things up here. Check the paint, go for the stroll and return to more project related work.

Oh, almost forgot. Must have breakfast. Late again today.