Leo 21° (August 13)


Okay this is where it kind of gets tricky. I will go on to make some major inroads today but it still isn’t linear but rather so much more punching my way out of a paper bag. I have started the process of utilizing the IG in a pretty substantial way. And the trick to all this moving forward will be to come up with two different bits of text, one for Missionaries and one for Sparklers where I can cut and paste and work my way down and try to put something into works. At the same time it has been made clear that, in my correspondence to would-be missionaries it can often help to attach the blurb so that it is already in works. I reached out to another hotel yesterday and it seems that they will be able to accommodate us and also give a donation which does bring the total up significantly now which is really great. Less than four weeks out but I have to say we are not in terrible shape. I have to put together the bike lists and the box office lists and I have the tech stuff in works as well too. I picked up the car with smashed windshield from the garage yesterday because the glass guys were meant to come today and confirmed a thousand times that they were. Then they call to say they don’t have the gasket or something that means Greek to me. So the garage agreed that I should bring the car back. But of course when I go to open the hood it won’t open so the whole morning was kind of more Mercury retrograde fucking with me. Finally I got it open and took the car back in.

We had a substantial b.l.a.t. salad and I got a crazy amount accomplished; meanwhile the plan was to have a little bit of soup for dinner and then head to the library to see Baroness something or other do a speech on Brexit. We were like forty minutes early and were turned away even though there were about thirty empty seats that people were saving for others arriving late. Reatha Ciotti. Ciotti_Family@concast.net  is the head of the trustee I need to speak to. I spoke to Jennifer who is the library director and…well this is what I said in the community space: We addressed the issue and will be contacting the chair of the trustees. The library directorship itself agrees there should be an offical first-come-first seated policy, no saving of seats, moving forward. Apparently the people who actually had seats being saved for them and were sailing in last minute to claim them were none too nice to the staff for stopping them at the door (not knowing who was someone with saved seats or just some schlub like me showing up). Although as I said, this schlub was there forty minutes early since the event was advertised as “seating limited, come early” not “seating limited, send someone early to claim a bunch of seats while you finish your martini at Winslows Tavern.”

So got drenched for nothing returned home and ate the ice cream we bought on Sunday thinking we would binge it and never did. I am being torn in so many directions I need to stop, drop and roll with the punches. I reached out to the Quibi folks and she thought someone had gotten back to us in February which they of course hadn’t. How would you not know something like that. Oh well, it doesn’t matter. The night on the boat, the first night Jess arrived, when we ended up doing a number of people’s charts: I resulted in everyone saying how we should have a podcast which of course we should (and will) have once we can get the energy to settle down a bit and I can drop into my body a bit more. All said there are twenty five days until the festival which means fifty days for me because I’ll be working doubles the whole time. And that is as it should be. Oh, man. I don’t know what to tell you.

This saga with the car is really bumming me out. I will have to call the garage again today to sort things out. So much fun (not). But all will come right in the end I’m sure of it. I have to get these books off my desk and into others hands and then I will have three weeks in which to absolutely change the world and I know I can do it. I do everything I set my mind to. Like with the car thing. In the very near future I will have Stew come and fix my windshield and when he’s finished he and I will look closely under the hood and open our eyes and discover, in conversation (con and vers in the same word!) Etymology is a great sidebar. Linguistics are key to the treatise we should say so in the opening. I should just go absolutely nuts and overshoot my mark with this proposal sample copy .


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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