The Time Of Year When Winter And Spring Come Together In Lloyd

The Time Of Year When Winter And Spring Come Together In Lloyd

Friday, January 25, 2013

Current Events

I'm still reading the news and trying to "keep up" as it were, which means I go through the headlines on the Huffpost which is probably pretty pathetic but a girl does what a girl can do and I see that sideboob is still fascinating and that some New Mexico lawmaker wants to make it a third-degree felony to get an abortion for a pregnancy caused by rape or incest because that would be "tampering with the evidence" and so I see that raging insanity has not suddenly gone into short supply.

I know some people who are stockpiling things for the end times which they are almost certain are upon us and I can't even imagine what they see as evidence for this claim although yes, times are crazy but when haven't they been? Plague in the next village over, locusts and drought and floods and freezes. These things have always been with us and I don't think that having a black president is going to be the cause of the sudden cessation of life as we know it. People believe all sorts of insane things and I offer up the Virgin Birth as evidence there and also Scientology and the way insurance companies  get away with shit, the fact that we just bend over and take it and cry and moan at the thought of loss of freedom if we should ever get Universal Healthcare.

Lily's down at the courthouse right now, waiting to see if she's selected for jury duty. This is the American Way and that hasn't ended. The sun is shining and I am assuming that the libraries and schools and mall are all still open. Poets are still thinking in images made of words and artists are drinking their coffee and stretching canvases and students are hoisting their backpacks on their backs and walking out the door and car dealers are washing down the merchandise and waiting for customers and bank tellers are counting their drawers.  I bet you that Miss Martha is opening up the Post Office right here in Lloyd.

I do not have the slightest clue as to what I'm talking about today. I honestly do not.

I guess what I'm saying is that life goes on, at least for the living. Yes, things change and rearrange but that too is part of life. Boobs are going to continue to be endlessly fascinating and some people are going to continue to be idiots. I will be one of them at certain times. You can count on that, just as you can count on the fact that you will be too. It's okay.

I have to go to town today to do some death-related errand involving my mother's will and a death certificate and I will be buying coffee and then coming back here and possibly babysitting my grandsons, and Jessie and Vergil will be arriving at some point. I have sourdough bread rising that I started last night. There is soup.
I need to go by the library which, as long as it's open is proof to me that at least some form of civilization persists.

Let us carry on. Calmly or hysterically. The universe does not really care.

Flash us some sideboob, honey.

Happy Friday, y'all.

Love...Ms. Moon




15 comments:

ellen abbott said...

The madness continues unabated. The republicans are still trying to rig the system in their favor, the racists are still up in arms, literally. One good thing though is Hilary Clinton who refuses to let those stupid old white men berate her so they call her a shrill bitch.

Anonymous said...

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Denise Emanuel Clemen said...

If some idiot googles "side boob" there is some chance that they will stumble onto this post. That's a pleasing thougt.

Elizabeth said...

Well, if those aren't the most perfect Friday thoughts, I don't know what might be --

Steph(anie) said...

Artists don't have to stretch their own canvases and tellers (around here anyway) don't have to count money... machines do it - they drop it in to check the count. All the more to your points, I think.

I try to carry on calmly for the most part, but I have my moments of hysteria and idiocy for sure.

RachelVB said...

God, I wish I had more sideboob to share. Sadly, I do not.
This all makes perfect sense to me. The larger scope of things doesn't really change small, daily life. Or sometimes they do? Sometimes they don't? Anyway, life does go on.
xo

Jill said...

I agree that the library being open is a good measure of sanity!

And side-boobs? I guess if you've got it you should flaunt it...

Magnum said...

Shrill Bitch Side Boob would be a good band name if Hillary ever retires and starts playing punk clubs.

Syd said...

It's too cold for you to see my man boobs today. But life seems pretty normal here although there are many blue hairs about. And they kick some serious butt in yoga and Pilates.

Wayne said...

Can't beat a bit of sideboob ay? ;)

Angella said...

one day at a time. more than that and i get overwhelmed. this is a very wise post.

Steve Reed said...

I think those crazy End Times types have always been around. Every once in a while, reading an old book or seeing an old painting, you see someone who's trudging around with a sign saying, effectively, "The End Is Near!" And it was, like, hundreds of years ago.

Lisa Page Rosenberg said...

Yes. It seems the end is always near, for some it is closer than others. Always love your writing.

Betsy said...

I love this post. It's just perfect. Thank you.

heartinhand said...

I love this post too!
I'm catching up with you this morning, I was ten posts behind.

I'm happy to see that you're taking comfort in the little gifts that your days bring you. Clean sheets and a nice walk and some side boobage and all that...it will get you through.