Thursday, August 14, 2008


S is for Soothing

It's possible that anxiety sometimes occurs. Shuttling dear friend with badly broken wrist to and from hospital could possibly spur an episode. Seeing the disturbing negatives might only make it worse. Thinking of dear friend with no medical or disability insurance, or, now, livelihood might encourage a person to become nervous. Waving goodbye to The Mrs., who is embarking on a 10-day intensive, outdoor teaching gig in the 120 degree desert heat could be upsetting, knowing that before The Mrs. gets home, certain people will have already left to go back to Philadelphia to care for suicidally depressed favorite uncle with multiple, potentially fatal health issues. Even the cats are worrisome. Coyotes circle the house at night, shrieking maniacally. Locking cats in before dark gave a partial sense of security, til the more feral one of the two was recently spotted running after, not from, a coyote. All other good friends nearby are desperately broke and in trouble.

Bandits lurk in the shadows, waiting to pounce. Skeletons laugh at me. What trouble waits beyond tomorrow?

Let us think of what is soothing:


Mom's old copy of Say it in Yiddish.

The theme song from Room 222.

And when the chips are REALLY down....purring kitty.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008


Blorkra, a Tragic Figure

A new Werk is in the Werks, and although it is too early and I do not feel at liberty to speak of it at length, I will say that it has something to do with Blorkra, pictured at right. Blorkra: post-human, all-feeling, vulnerable. Awaiting inevitable attack and possible murder at the hands of The Boat People. Wishing s/he had stayed put in the water, where it is much safer.

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