all over the place. just like life. pretty much.

this will ramble

’cause i’m not near ready. but it needs to be done.

if i had the local human resources i could face to face on the issues of the moment in my life if i could get around as well as a year ago, i could sort thru stuff, organize, so to speak, more or less,, my mental files, discarding the duplicates and the garbage and come to this page with that something resembling a reasonable facsimilile of coherence and order but …. i know two, maybe three people here who could serve this need fairly well. one has his own legitimate concerns which causes him to have fear of getting too close to my concerns. which concerns he has total misconception about. but he’s cool. prolly saved my life, so i can’t complain. another is just too massively thinly spread out with her own projects. and the answer to a prayer girl is, um, well… she does have good days….haven’t seen her for awhile though.


some days later.

10.50pm. i have social security hearing at 9:15am tomorrow. that meeans up at 6 and pray i can get semi-functional by the time my ride gets here at, we hope, 8:30. this is a first judicial hearing on my first appeal of the claim that i made two years ago last july. i have a bit of new info since then, we’ll see what happens with it all.

if yer in the u s of a yer listenin’ to slacker .com, right? why not?

ok, so divin’ right in. i wanted to do a long, clear, detailed, witty post here but it doesn’t seem to be coming so we’ll do a just the facts, maybe, mostly.

i haven’t been well since i got here. slightly misleading statement, but what i told myself for several months. i haven’t been well since…well, there’s a question there. but things (hah, things! my body and brain.) took a bit of a large turn for the worse last october. there’s tradition to that. we’ll get to it. anyway, this happened about the same time i made the decision that i’d move here in december. acknowledging what was going on would have suggested that moving, at that time, was unwise. so i did the denial thing. i have lots of forced practice, going back more than 50 years.

that history, what i can recall of, goes back to 7th grade, 1955. that was my first experience of functional stupidity. if i could remember how i’d put a subscript “tm” on that. maybe later. just ecstatic right now that i could remember the word. i had to work, though, to pull up ecstatic. which reminded me that, just before the recent browser crash, i had been thinking of using “rapturous” at tbd.com. you’re there right? why not? social networking for adults, they say. some good people there (me for one), and it might turn into as cool a product as they say. one problem they have right now is some really unfortunate limits on image posting size and format.

also, i’m thinkin’ that wordpress.com may be as big a piece of crap as blogger. may be.

but, we were at “functional stupidity”, right? which is different from the stupid behavior that comes out of my idiot housemates. can’t deal w any more o that right now. i’ll try to finish this tomorrow.

actually, i think i’ll do a pablo and post this bit. might make it easier to finish. might not. we’ll see.

one day later.  seems i didn’t do that.  did i mention fatigue?  maybe now.  maybe.


September 25, 2007 - Posted by | artnlifenstuff, las vegas, pancho


  1. Eek! Sounds rough, kim. Hang in there. And I dunno. Michigan closes Monday if something doesn’t get straightened out. *sigh* So maybe the move was good.

    Comment by Shirl | September 29, 2007 | Reply

  2. What does Pablo know, after all? I wish I could lend a hand somehow.

    Comment by pablo | September 30, 2007 | Reply

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