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

not the intended subject

but best we can do right now, and we must do something, and this matter needs,,,(these matters need. i’m feeling momentarily optimistic re output) expression.

i’m moving. in several ways. and hoping it’s not too late. first, beginning next monday, june 23, i’m leaving this house of drunken zombie horrors, trading big space and tiled floors and a yard (garden, i gather, is the brit/euro term. and it’s not near ready to be called ‘lawn”) for a small quad unit (private bed and bath with a shared kitchen/dining/living space). i;ve met 2 of the 3 old folks (“seniors” living cpmplex) who ill be sharing with. well. anyway. private bedroom. and real cable, though i’ll have to pay for it. and i’ll prolly be without net access of any kind for a few days. um, or not. maybe. i just remembered there is a puter over there, in the common room. with net access. soooo,…maybe. depends, maybe, on whether i have brain access, been pretty irregular lately.

wo!!! i’ve been in break mode for, oh, prolly an hour now. tryin’ to solve some other probs. i’ll explain the asronishment later. …(later)…hah!!! way much later. like, 2moro.

hokay, not sure when i started this. seems it might have beeen thursday. now it’s monday. the 23rsed and progrewss iis not being smooth abd swift a1nd if i wait for things, including thhe thung that brings words to the surface, to be right this will never get done,. or it’lll take s a rea3l long time,

and i decidef i; gonna quit corrredting typping mistakes ‘cos it takes too lonkahg. and plous also , it shows some of what’s going on, thr’e 09almost all results oh finger spaz, which should get bettet thry the day. should. anyway. postingthis now, back lareer w correctiopn or additions.


June 23, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff | 2 Comments

i had somethin’ real witty to put in here, no, no, really

not like all those other times when i said i had had but i really never had i had a real good bit but i don’t got it no more. no wait, relax. trust me, this is hurting me a lot more than it’s hurting you. so we’ll just note that in a few hours i’ll be getting another of those steroid (not that kind of steroid, the good stuff, like cortisone but they don’t seen to use the basic old fashioned cortisone any more. has something to do with sales and profit and such i think. pretty sure. still, should work pretty well. eventually. remember, we’re trying to stabilize (for awhile ) a degenerative disease condition that’s been working for half a century. three treatments over two months doesn’t seem like too much. to me. doesn’t seem

not all that impressed w wordpress. it’s prolly mutual, yes.

yes, we had rain. and grass seeding and the sprinkler system repaired (sort of) and turned on and truly lame excuses made about why the sprinklers were off for two years and whythe rose trees whose skeletal remains you could almost see if this were a decent image. ah well. maybe 2moro. decent image. maybe, we’ll see. or.

May 28, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff | 4 Comments

it’s monday morning. 9 weeks, no smoke.

also,my daddy woulda been 101 today. if he’d made wiser choices. coulda. maybe. elsewhere, john sebastian is 64. rudolf nureyev would be 70. jean-baptiste oudry would be 321, but that’s maybe a bit too much to expect. maybe.

if wordpress is so friggin’ great, how come it won’t even allow simple friggin decent text formatting.
what you see is in no way related to what you get. i will be so very very happy when i get some of my brain back. which could happen soon. some. maybe. teaser.

March 17, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff | 3 Comments

been long enuf now it seems (seems) safe to say

bob and heidi left a week ago.  i’m still here.  sometimes bein’ wrong is pretty much ok.  along w the good stuff, however, can’t seem to get rid of those damned zombies.  though i’ve set a little bit of common sense and self containment and control into the (mind? is that the right concept here?)  of one of the everdrunk zombies.  can’t, however, seem to gain any success re the tooth grinder who also, quite frighteningly, imagines that she can sing.                                                                                            anyway,  i’m still here.  at least, seems so.

March 16, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff, las vegas, me, zombies | Leave a comment

might. be. the last. time. i don’t know.

well, for awhile. maybe. i dunno. heidi, said they’ll prolly take down the network 2moro morning, in prep for packing everything (pretty much) away prep for leaving (sigh and all like that) sunday morning. sucky. there is so much to be said and i’m feelin’ like almost able to say some of it and… then agin, some might say some things are better best left unsaid, unimagined even. i think this is gonna be good when it gets around to gettin’ itself done,and maybe it shouldn’t be mentioned at this stage but, ya know, when yer not doin anything, the temptation to point to even weak ideas that you’ve almost made a beginning with can be…um…rather strong. anyway, i think this is a strong idea, it’s been on hold, lounging in my brain, undiscussed for a long time, so, i got this little bit of a beginning, if ya’d care to scamper over and make any sort of comment (including wthf if that’s what it inspires)… …where was i?


oh, yeah, ok, so i was gonna comment, w link to, a nyt article about one of the hotel-casino companies spending huge amounts of money buying new york city art for one of their ridiculous new properties. the article seemed to based on the twin idiot assumptions that there are no working artists (of international stature) in las vegas (no, i mean artist as in artist, ya know? not michael and celine.) what? oh, right. the other idiot assumption bein’ that this town is driven by, centered on, the strip. lol. so to speak. las vegas is driven by, centered on, walmart. just like the rest of america. the world, you say? whatever. it was a totally dumbass article. about a totally dumbass company and some totally dumbass ideas about art. hey, don’t blame me, ok. i loaned bill buckley my vocabulary decades ago, and now he’s died without returning it. cripers



whatever. more, i s’pose, whenever. should ya visit the above linked kitteh, yes, the survey is serious. sorta. responses ‘preciated. g’nitie. see ya soonish.

March 8, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff, nature thingies, pancho, polisociowarnstuff, wildlife | 4 Comments

sucky but true

i figured out where my free, unsecured wireless network, internet connection is coming from. shoulda guessed it really. it’s, of course, the house to my left as i sit here, next house north. real nice people. and they don’t have any objection to the free ride i’ve received since june. they like me a lot. in fact, they’re gonna give me lotsa good stuff when they move out. saturday. maybe friday.


we’re pretty sure that those good things won’t include their internet connection, but, we’re lookin’ at the possibility. probability is tho, i’ll not be around here much, if at all, for maybe months. hope y’all don’t totally forget me. i’ll try, of course, to make frequent visits to the public library public wi-fi. and maybe we’ll be blessed with another open network moving in next door. maybe. who knows? (ceiling cat knows.)

all of which leaves major bits of catch up which will prolly never get. caught up. likethe long story behind the cancelled 24 hour eeg. somebody broke the machine. just before my scheduled date. so we did a simpler short eeg at the neuro office, instead of sending me out to ride home on the public transportation. and back the next day. considering the reality of the other regular riders, i might well have gone unnoticed anyway.


anyway. oh! hailstorm. as it were.


no, really. ok, you had to be there. it was comin’ down like, well, um, it was pretty exciting. in the moment, plummetting down all around like that. anyway. the snow swirl, separate event days later, or earlier maybe, was heavier, woulda made a good way short movie, but i was hurryin’ for the bus, late, i thought, for an appointment. and cold. maybe next year. maybe. there’s always, of course, tim.


i ‘xplained that right, about the name change? (s). well, anyway, it’s short and easy. all male grackles are now named tim. altho the tim formerly known as bob may be bob again soon. like next weel. prolly. hope i’m here, in webspace, to re’xplain. oh, and pancho is now and evermore miro. no change foreseen there he’s healing.


but then, what else would you expect, from a cat. you notice yet how i have nothing really to say? just so much blather. i am the very model of a modern major media dude. why am i, then, unknown?

blather and twaddle. plus also, it’s way way late and tomorrow (really, now, later today) i have appointment @ the pain clinic, for, i think, precision cortisone injection(s) to unpinch the major nerves runnin’ into/out of, the spinal area. this could be way good and more. we’ll see. g’nitie.

oh, hey, wait. i was gonna mention how like this is 7 weeks without smoking. i don’t miss the cigarette the smoke, the nicotine, at all. though they were good, while they were, and i have no regrets about, you know, what i did when i did it. sometimes though, i miss the process. little bit. nothin’ to worry ’bout, this too shall pass. jus’ thought i’d mention. 7 weeks. …. so, ok, nitie ag’in.





March 3, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff, linguiquest, me, nature thingies, wildlife | 4 Comments

minor bits of detail catch up. maybe.

so. january 14 thru 20 were spent, mostly, in valley hospital, which seems to be the worst of this town’s hospitals. wish i had access to the writing skills it deserves. the first two and a half days were spent in the emergency room, on a gurney. then half day on a bed. it got a bit better after that, and anyway the actual abuse ended after the second day. not sure i f anyone’s sure why i was there at all. and we’re not gonna do major detail here. the discharge papers say pneumonia, and there was that, bigtime. but i’m way fuzzy (i remember lying in bed, with the chills, for a long time, unable to move). the rest is also bits and disconnected pieces. i may have tripped and fallen, dunno, the first two hospital days i was, oh, not quite right. way more than usual. enough that i worried …well, you know. i dunno. anyway, no, no stroke, no seizure, no concussion, apparently. they did masses of x-rays and cat scans and even mri at both ends of the spine. so, anyway. it may be pretty strong and healthy in he middle parts. may be. but then ag’in, the back surgeon/diseases of the spine dude has seen those pics and he says my back is totally royally screwed up. but recoverable. somewhat. without surgery. which is good. last couple days tho… and of course, there were those seven days in the smoke-free zone. and iv morphine. much better than nicotine patches.

bobtbd9250.jpg bobtbd9252.jpg bobtbd9315.jpg grackle260-9590.jpg

so, we can all easily see what i should/ must do, the only, of course, honorable thing to do, as much as i run my mouth at other people, whining about the importance of correct color. eventually. for now, just imagine that they all look as right as the last one..bit less green maybe. bit. maybe.

February 24, 2008 Posted by | las vegas, me, wildlife | 1 Comment

there was nothing.

i didn’t know there was nothing.

then i did know.

there was a woman, and a house, and a dog and a car. we were drinking coffee, much coffee, me and the woman and the dog, we were debating who would drive the car, then we were in a park with lots of trees and flowers and a stream running fast through it and i was now the woman and the dog a light beam and albert einstein * was sitting on the lightbeam with grandpa jones ** and ( ? ), they were all playing each others music.

then we all got in the car, all of us in the front, old style bench seat, me at the passenger side window, with cigarette, coffee and camera, all of them, the woman, the dog, the light beam, al and grandpa and ( ? ), taking turns at the wheel, driving us to…


*a fiddle player with some sorta interest in mozartiana.

**a banjo player with some radio and tv performances.

( ? )i dunno, was another someone but i couldn’t hold onto that. a musician, it would seem. me?

i don’t recall the date on this dream. recall says prolly in the last 2 years, maybe the last 14 months, here in las vegas.

anyway. newer business.

i smoked my first cigarette sometime in the spring or summer of 1957. it was good. i enjoyed it. much. i smoked my last cigarette sometime in the early morning hours of january 14, 2008. it was good. i enjoyed it. much. if i’d known it would be my last, i prolly woulda had two. too late now.

the moment is late, the net connection is wobbly, my arm friggin’ hurts,(srsly), more later. soon. g’nite.

February 23, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff, me | 1 Comment

life is way much cooler and more fun when you

don’t gotta pee real real right now.

‘fya know what i mean. now we got that outta the way, check back soon, i think there’s somethin’ ’round here somewhere that we can call content and post.





i dunno, check back 2moro.. um, uh, please. thanks.

oh, wait, i forgot. it snowed this afternoon.  no, no fotos.  sorry.  and it’s late now, i should be in bed, but i’ll come back here 2moro and post an image from the hailstorm.  no, really.  last week.  well, sorta.

February 15, 2008 Posted by | bug pics, linguiquest, wild life | 3 Comments

maybe just a temp holding place

come back later (soon) and check for updates. for now…

[blip.tv ?posts_id=656432&dest=-1]

found in trash. seems to work, needs checking yet.


February 6, 2008 Posted by | artnlifenstuff | 4 Comments