Maybe the Mayans had it right.
Since we left the trees, scrambling on all-fours
(til we were smart enough to stand)
it's just been a matter of Time --
something the universe has in abundance.
Maybe the Mayans could do the math.
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I've got a fucking abscessed tooth. I felt something unpleasant in my upper jaw when my mother was in the hospital. I figured I'd get it looked at when things weren't quite so nuts. Been on antibiotics for a few days... on Sunday, it looked like I'd stuffed a canned ham inside my cheek. The worst part of the antibiotics is the accompanying diarrhea. But I'm down to only six bathroom visits a day now (not counting the ones I need to piss out the coffee and beer).
I managed to read a novel in three large gulps this week. A Complicated Kindness by Miriam Toews . Wonderful novel. It won the Governor-General's Award a few years ago. Certainly took my mind off other things. I am looking forward to reading her other stuff. (And she's just a kid: born in '64.)
Looking forward to the Olympics.
Looking forward to the World Cup.
Looking forward to the next beer.
Ahhhh..... the world continues to spin.