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I got out late today for reasons I talk about.

I was as foggy as the weather.

Into the breach. I just rambled on my ramble this morning.

My brain wants to fight with itself.

Yeah. Not a great talk this morning.

It stopped long enough for my walk. My timing was – apparently – almost perfect.

The sun disappeared behind the clouds before I even got across the park.

About the time I clicked record, a garbage truck groaned by. I’m not sure but I think that might be the right metaphor for today’s talk.

It’s a longish ramble to get to Picasso by way of Mary Catherine Bateson and Nietzsche, but I do get there in the end. Footnote: The white flower I mention is apparently a White Prickly Poppy (Argemone albiflora). I’ve never … Continue reading →

I talked a lot about identity and how mine has changed over the years.

I got back and cut down half the brush I needed to do before I had to stop and recharge the saw. Sigh. I knew I should have plugged it in last night.

I had to get out early this morning because I’ve got to get a kid to a doctor’s appt first thing this morning – and it’s 40 minutes away. Welcome to the Dog Days of Podcasting listeners. It’s the first … Continue reading →

Tomorrow needs to start a lot earlier.

Off to a slow start. Not enough sleep. Lacking focus.

Not a good day yesterday.