next year christmas wish.

I wish I had a digital camera to take a picture of what the cat did to me over the weekend. it's crazy. and I the also had a few cuts and bruise from staying home alone. I've become a danger to myself.

as of late...

As of late...
The schools are at winter break.
The second snow storm is building up in the southwest.
I want to go back to sleep.
Chicago looks like a place to go for the winter. (I miss it)
I'm starting a book called Ghost Watching.
My friends are cool and my brother too.
They can cook up a storm.
I've wonder whats the path to a lady's heart.
I can see why they put a jolly holiday at the beganning of deary weather.
Life is boring, I need crazy.
Bad habits are hard to kick.
So I might as well swing at them.
In November I've seen a smile brighter than a thousand spendid suns.
It was enough to melt the ice age.
The earth shook the last time I was near that smile.
I have a chicken heart.
I wonder where I'm headed these days.
Why didn't I ask?
I won scabble for the first time in my life and it was twice in row.
Is there such thing as luck?
I don't think I want to be found just yet.
What am I scared of?
There was something on my mind.
But I given up thinking for the benefit of sanity.
I saw a sticker once, it said "I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it."
I wonder...
Where is my love?

show me the snow... i'll show you the tubes.

So far the days have been looking up. The school has been cancelled for the second day. Most of the schools around the area have been set on two hour delay schedule. I'm happy.
In the mountains all is covered from a 7 inches to 14 inches of white stuff. ( Of couse I'm guessing the numbers. it's really deep in some places.)
My mother says it looks like Narnia. but when she saw the movie, she said that the girl walked into Crystal, New Mexico. (Yeah I live in a magical place.)
I wonder if we can get another day of heavy snow? I want another snow day. Third one a charm.

the weekend rolls

Friday: it started out ok. The day was cold in the building. Hell, there is no heating in the winter. and there is no cooling in the summer. Well. I am reading The old man and the sea and I read it during the meeting about Navajo belief and stuff like that. I don't need that kind of stuff. I 'm Navajo already and I know the culture. It's b.s. if you ask me. I pick up my niece after my mother picked me up. We went to Gallup. My mother wanted to play bingo at the casino and I wanted to watch a movie, The Day the Earth stood still. I took my niece with me. We ate at McD's and to the movies. Then rain started down. We were watching through about one third of the movie when my niece want to leave and half way through I had to take her to the restroom. We came back. Two thirds of the way she want to leave again. After the movie we had to wait for my mother to come out of the casino.

Saturday: The rain stopped during the night. The sun came out bright. I slept to nine or so. I eat what ever, chips and dip, left-over hamburger helper, and drank diet soda. I wanted to head back into town to do my laundry. I got my clothes ready and fed the dogs. One dog got hurt in the woods chasing horses. Broono, the small dog. His right back leg broke. I didn't know what to do, when the vets are closed for the weekend. So I left and left the broono home. I got a haircut. before going to the laundrymat and saw that I didn't have any laundry soap. I headup to wally world, the damnest place to shop for anything and everthing you don't need. After a minute of walking I'm at the checkout line. Then out of there. At the laundry mat I usually go to was packed to the brim. So head on out to the eastside to less popular laundrymat. I spend a few dallors and a couple hours there. On the way out of town I stop by the market for fozen pizza and what do I see. My friend walking out of the store with a couple of cases of booze. I shout out and catchup to him. Talk alittle and he said there's an art crawl going on and his late. An art crawl hmm... I tell him I'll be there after I buying my frozen pizza. I pull out of the parking lot do south over the over pass and take a left on Aztec do east and then park in the parking lot on the corn of Aztec and Second Street. I visit with my friend Sean then off to the other art galleries in town, Crashing Thunder and Foundation for Freedom. The night is cold and the wind hardly subsides. The last place I enter is playing hip hop at the end of the stairs. I get to the top and there's b-boys and gals breaking to the music. The music is a cool style. It was moving. The guys breaking were busting out their moves, warming up for the B-boy battle later on. I take in the atmosphere for a while. I look at the clock in the back of the room and see that I better get going. I tell my friend I'm cursing and laterz. I walk down and open the door for a couple of ladies and head up the street taking in the cold air. I start up the truck and let it settle for a minute and head northward. That night I stayed at the place my mother is house sitting. Cook the frozen pizza. I stay up watching movies until 3am. I haven't watch the tele for a very long time.

Sunday: this is going to take a very long time to get everything in. It was a very long day. So here is the back bone of it. We went to Gallup unintentionally. Sidetracked on the way to Grants. Never made it to Grants. Met up with my sister not knowing she was getting off work early. I drove her back to Crystal to get clothes for Nanas, my niece, her daughter. Did some errands on the way. Drove back to town. She picked up the little red car and took Nanas with her. I stayed until after midnight waiting on my mother. We got home around two o'clock am. and finally sleep.

clear

here something I took some odd years ago.



and this is when I was younger and I had a cell phone that took pictures.



and I took pictures like this from time to time.



and like this.

point to ponder.

Joanne B. Ciulla: Some chronobiologistbelieve that body temperature and metabolic rates affect an individual's perception of time. For example, children usually have lower body temperatures, so for them time moves slowly. This might explain what is behind the dreaded refrain "Are we there yet?" Older people have higher body tempertures and perceive time as moving quickly, hance for them "It seems like just yesterday."

I was enjoying a movie about the first astornauts about a couple of days ago. the movie: the right stuff. funny movie. then today picked a readers digest to read some of the funny stories and quotes and points ot ponder stuff and came opon a story about about John Glenn, the third person to fly into space or techinquely the forth if counting the russian, then the second to orbit earth. then the story continues with him goin back in to space for the second time in his 70's, 77 to be exact. i like the story of his life. It is something.