I'm back to list making as a motivational tool. Today's list: connect
with Julie to borrow a book on the Christian Right (research for the
great "family values" novel), go to the vet for the dry version of
r/d so I don't have to feed his royal orangeness 20 times a day, drop
off the film with the ritual "hi bob" pictures from yesterday's
family gathering for developing.
Ma says Bobby may stay in Bosnia for 5 years to complete the rebuilding. He really thinks he's making a difference. He says things are getting better every day. I have to admit I never thought of construction as a humanitarian profession before. Actually, I never thought about it much before except as what Bobby does for a living. Now that he's off rebuilding Bosnia I have a new appreciation for the importance of the people who build the infrastructure. More power to him. Meanwhile, do we have to think up five years worth of creative ways to spell out "hi bob" at family gatherings? Yesterday, cherries. Previous: sand, jellybeans, peeps, sidewalk chalk, sea shells and driftwood, pen & ink. I'm thinking of having a banner made and just photograph it in different places... with different family members... hmm... maybe even with different families...
I'm glad I connected with Julie this morning. We had sorta plans to meet on Friday but I ended up driving Rita to the Toyota dealer to pick up her car. Besides the handbook on combating the Christian Right, Julie lent me one of her sources on the Salem witch trials (which she wrote a book about last year) because it had an article about Lithobolia (a phenomenon I got interested in from reading a paragraph in the WPA guide to New Hampshire about an incident in Portsmouth). Julie, Tom, and I had a great time talking as always. We covered everything from Lithobolia to movies to see and movies to avoid and then some. Tom's doing a lay-led service on Ralph Waldo Emerson at North Parish Church in a couple weeks so I told him Chris Lydon had a show about Emerson on The Connection today. Tom's reading someone else's poetry (Paul somebody) at TT the Bear's tonight. Don't know why he's not reading his own. Julie's getting depressed writing about the history of the labor movement. I don't blame her.
Wilbur is doing much better on the r/d. I stopped giving him the Flagyl. Except for the fact that he only eats a couple mouthfuls of the wet food at a time and I have to be at his beck and call to feed him, the new diet is the answer. Now that I've got a 4 lb. bag of dry r/d, I'll start him on it tomorrow. Maybe tonight. I don't want him waking me up at 3:00AM, 4:00AM, and 5:00AM for a spoonful of food.
And while I'm sorta on the subject of the Christian Right and my family, can somebody please tell me how gay people pose a threat to heterosexual families? And what on earth is this "gay agenda" I keep hearing about? And why don't my mother's liberal friends see the Christian Right as a danger? Why are the alarms going off saying "Danger, Will Robinson! Danger, Will Robinson!"? We all sat around at yesterday's family gathering discussing this threat and my mother's efforts to wake up the old liberals. Here's hoping they hear her before it's too late. And we gave Barney Frank a round of applause for his speech against the "Defense of Marriage" bill. (each separately applauding our radios as we listened to NPR... and then rehashing it yesterday over dinner)
The Red Sox are clinging to a 6 to 5 lead over the Yankees in the 3rd inning and thunderclouds are massing ominously outside my window. Another day loafing the soul winds down.