Sagittarius 1° (November 23)
Okay so I’m talking about Thursday morning in this Saturday slot which means I’m truly catching up to myself here. And Saturday will be the most uneventful day of this week because I’ll just end up watching the Crown all day (having awoken at 12:46 early Saturday morning and not getting back to sleep at all until Saturday evening) which is totally justified. I’m also fighting fear and loathing underneath it all which I won’t realize until tomorrow. But, right, let’s go back to Thursday and hopefully end this Blague entry completely up to date. Right so it’s still all about the hearings. And today is Holmes and Hill and it will feel amazing to hear them both advocating for truth while the day will end with Schiff’s gavel and then, already, all the weirdness will creep in. I had a morning meeting with ART and then we headed into Cambridge to Hi Rise where we met Machine Dazzle for a little brunch action and then to Mount Auburn where everything was kosher except I somehow, from lobby to car, lost the parking ticket that lets me out of the lot. But we got on our way and smooth sailed down Memorial Drive across the Mass Ave Bridge down Marlborough and over Clarendon to the cleaners before heading to the South End for a mini moveable feast we can bring home from Formaggio. We got cheese and pasta and all sorts of yummy things like barnyard grapes and we hit traffic getting onto 93 but worked the HOV lane and listened to the end of the hearings. We unpacked quickly with wine and then watched the Crown which I like way more than S. does. Of the two of us, I would be the more tolerant of the monarchy.
On Friday I did try the mechanics but he wasn’t in and I got caught up in other things; I was trying to remember what I’d call it. I mean I did my morning mystics and marketing and I was chatting on FB with this guy—how do you get some of the friends you do on social media?—he had been in the army and he made some comment on some comment of mine that I put on someone’s (can’t remember whose now) thread. I spoke too to the Safelite people and will call again tomorrow. I cleaned the entire house which really needed it; unpacked. and I got all my papers where they needed to be. And I was writing my Blague when my screen froze, which I’ve mentioned, but here I am back again to today and it is really happening. It was one of those laptop reboots when a hundred word documents open, collating one behind the other. But weirdly it wasn’t all different documents but my one same document in duplicate times a hundred. Anyway I thought I copied and pasted the correct “recovered” one but apparently not or otherwise I did and the laptop recovery didn’t happen. Whatever the case, it was one of the bummers of this day, but not one I discovered until rather late in the day. S. had gone to VW and WF and we were to have salmon for dinner. I find it so weird Venice is flooding so much just as we are planning to finally go there on our “honeymoon.” Good lord. Wow and we really haven’t known each other for so long—that should make it more unclearer. I’m not doing that bad right now really; I think I’m moving things along pretty well actually.
We have a chat with Meg on the books for today (Friday) as we receive one pass from a publisher and what should be an offer. We also have a client whom we see at our shared pleasure. It is nice to be able to give some time in this regard. And then we will sit by the fire and start slotting things into a schedule. I have been keeping a list of things at the end of this document I’m currently writing in—always two months worth of Blague together—that need to get slotted into my schedule; but when I go to look at the list I not only notice that it isn’t as complete as I had made it, but also that a few days Blagues have disappeared. This is the event to which I’ve alluded, which explains why all my tenses–past, present and future—have been swirling around these last several days’ entries. I am zeroing in on Bikram, and I will end up starting the documentary about him today. I did binge the entire Crown, in the end and thought it was fabulous in many ways but sort of alienating in others. I loved the episodes with the deaf nun Princess Alice. And I think Tobias Menzies brings in the best performance over all. Nina beamed in to prompt me to get in the VSB application and I notice that my grant money from MCC has hit my account which is a good thing since I spent a bloody fortune this past month. But that’s another thing I have to contend with. I will put together my list for ART and I have on the docket for tomorrow to think about what would have constituted minutes of that chat. I’m not a big fan of American but I know that community theaters must peddle in it. Oh right so we saw Machine Dazzle and he is being repped by people so I don’t know how to tell him that what we are offering isn’t a whole helluva lot. I’m curious to see what’s up with Morgan B. as well. I will go down the list and I will wish everybody well. I think the larger thought I was having was about lucrativity—actually the word is lucrativeness, if you can believe it. Maybe I should write a book called Lucr(e)ativity. Then again maybe I should just try to get this book deal that is currently on the table. Ha!
To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°, for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360 degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.
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