Friday, March 30, 2001
Busy, and repetitive. Might consider moving soon. I want to buy a house, better a duplex.
Tasted the beer last night, and we both like it. It is really good nice and cold, the carbonation worked well, and the flavor is rich and kind of tangy. Brown and cloudy. The bucket smelled like the beer, but when I tasted the beer, I thought it may have tasted like the bucket.
Thursday, March 29, 2001
It cost 900 dollars to fix my car's air-conditioner and alignment. Oh no. We could do without air-conditioning, but this is Louisiana, I have an 8-month old, and it is going to be very hot this summer. Good time to be poor, though, because it is tax refund time.
The list is of patches about celestial of our opposite:
1923 is excluded during the material it image nebulae.
The comet hunter has power in quadrants to the part thereto.
Nuisance material is in for a fix.
Own isn't correct.
All catching were a problem to all.
It's some blue.
We, a lack of few, have objects organized these stars.
Who found all searches?
The Milky inside motion, Edwin, the quality.
Objects these interpretations found because of objects.
Wednesday, March 28, 2001
Some idiot kid swallowing a knife showing off, crowd around him, time to go....
...Coming back with interference, there's a doctor, oh yeah, the knife. Will I make it? This is rough. Still here though. The in-between was nothing, and now I feel a splendrous texture!
Monday, March 26, 2001
I once read a high school student essay about doing missionary work in Honduras after the hurricane. They gave out candy, and brochures, and that taught him to feel the power of God's work.
Uncle Ray tells me they went to a church in Texas that had so many members that Sunday church was standing-room only. They had more television cameras than to cover a football game. Six weddings per Saturday, and double trumpet-row pipe organs.
Rinpoche's mother was in Japan, and she got bored after a while. He said that since there were no holy sites like stupas to circumambulate, and no prayer wheels to turn, she didn't have anything to do. According to her, Japanese people all look like they have somone chasing them. She would look behind them, but no one was there.
Friday, March 23, 2001
Bottled the beer yesterday. Came out to 42 beers, when it should have been 52. Alcohol content 5.2% I guess that's alright. It tasted like flat beer, so hopefully once it carbonates, it will be like actual beer.
Lama is really coming this time, tomorrow. Today I have seen so many students because it is the last day for them to come and get their administrative special priveledge. That's all most of them see, it seems.
Going home. My dad got fired. He hated those people, and he has a new job already, so it's not so bad. In addition, he doesn't have to drive for an hour every morning. I'd say it was a good thing.
Taxes, driving, my car needs alignment and oil change, all this stuff to do...
Tuesday, March 20, 2001
Leaning back with my head pressed tight to the seat, I felt connected to my car, and the whole display speeding along in the slick rain. Leaving it as it was.
Stupid now, not leaving it as it is. Lot to do, job shit slack not doing it. Fire in my skin though... warmin up
Monday, March 19, 2001
Last night I had a bunch of strange dreams in front of my house and behind my house in Houma. One included a bear, that my old friend Kirkland shot for sport. I didn't feel so good about him shooting it, but I didn't actively prevent him from doing so. Of course, it got all pissed, and Niel was walking with it, trying to calm it and playing with it. It got up and came into the patio, said "I want to see if you are trying to hurt me or not" and slashed all fuck out of my hand. It hurt, but waiting for worse made it seem trivial. All went black after and I woke up. Bunch of other dreams with kid shows and old friends...
It's funny because I was really quite scared of the bear, and didn't know at all that it was a dream, not a clue.
Sunday, March 18, 2001
Fun weekend, my beer is conditioning (aging) and clarifying. Should be bottling by Tuesday or Wednesday.
Watched some excellent movies Friday and yesterday. Bergmann's Wild Strawberries, and Kurosawa's Dersu Uzala, both very fine.
Still, got all pissy because the baby was pissy. Anger stuff.
Friday, March 16, 2001
Lama is coming back to New Orleans today.
Last night I had a dream that I was in a small hut in the jungle, full of powerful items, intended for funeral preparation and practice. Someone very important had died and was in a box covered with colorful fabric. I had been there before. We walked by the water, big fan leaves and dense green. It was hot and humid.
Lately I haven't been practicing much. My retreat didn't ever pan out, because I wasn't diligent with it. I should start now. I have not been in contemplation. No recognition that this is like a dream...
I always joke with the wife when it is like this. I'll say "I mean, I don't even notice that this is all a dream, that nothing lasts." And she'll say "Jeez Mike. Come on."
Thursday, March 15, 2001
Tuesday, March 13, 2001
The Surrealist compliment generator told me:
"Your cleverness ferments meat without the need of oxygen."
The airlock's bubbling away. The little yeasties feasties.
The professor down the way is talking about "purify" and "God created matter" ... "On the other side there's Aristotle..." ... "The republican party" ...
Monday, March 12, 2001
A little boy feeling to check his hair
Jealousy of one who was with before you
Rain falls the hour
It's the meaning of clums in the me of me
Stroy of the
Blast of tiny warm
Susan's wedding was a lot of fun. It was like being rich for a weekend. I think they had a good time. It was fun getting drunk and going to get poboys with my parents late at night.
I started making beer last night. I hope that it is fermenting properly now. As of this morning, I saw no activity in the airlock, but I think that might be due to the amount of space between the beer and the lid. I added the yeast at 83 degrees and I was supposed to wait until 80 degrees. I hope I didn't kill all of the yeast. That would be a tragedy after all that time boiling and sanitizing. I wonder what makes boiling so special in cooking things, and making tea. I guess it is the potential heat. My electric stove was far inadequate for this pursuit.
Thursday, March 08, 2001
I just read an essay about how this kid takes care of cows, and how the cows are finicky and not so bright. It is funny, because the cows will slip through the tiniest hole in the fence, but will miss the wide open gate when he tries to corral them back in. They will also avoid patches of grass right in front of them, but go out of their way to stick their heads through the fence to chew grass there. Comical.
Wednesday, March 07, 2001
My beer kit ingredients should be arriving today-- Don's Dunkleweisen. I got the bottles in last night. Ready to brew soon, just need to sanitize all this stuff. Since Susan is getting married this Saturday I guess it will have to be a week or so until I can get started. I hope the directions don't lead to some skunky swill. I have read that these kits many times need doctoring. I do feel confident though.
Tuesday, March 06, 2001
Last night, Damien and Andrea came to New Orleans. I realized that the qualities they brought to the Dharma Center have been lacking. They have such serious enthusiasm. Damien's studious knowledge, and Andrea's sincerity... I miss them. I got to meet their baby Ayana.
I need to work on beginning a group here.
Monday, March 05, 2001
Somebody in an SUV almost hit me coming around a curve in the rain. I look in the rear-view mirror to see if he got out of it, and I can see that it is rolling. Cars behind me were stopping, so I kept going figuring I wouldn't be of much use. Directed my mind toward pervasive compassion, and I felt bad the rest of the day, because I should have stopped anyway.
On that same stretch, last wednesday I was in shimmering clarity, and saw the crazy man with the black hat walking as usual. He used to dance and talk crazy. Come to know that he got shot dead by some cops who busted into his house. He charged at them with a bayonet.
High school shooting today. Don't know the details. 2 dead as of now.
Friday, March 02, 2001
Thursday, March 01, 2001
Get out of my car this morning, and a young man riding a bicycle spits on the ground.
I came in early today because I needed to staple packets. It was quiet meaningless work sort sort sort punch punch punch the electric stapler, enjoyable.