Well, yesterday was almost nonstop cleaning around here but I did it!!
And guess what??
Yes!! That’s correct — THIS will be arriving tomorrow:
After 5 years of nonstop cat hair and cat litter, my vacuum cleaner essentially died yesterday. But I was on the final room, so I was at least grateful for that.
And the specific brand and model I really like (above) was actually on sale yesterday, so the blessings are mounting up!
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AND!!!
I wish I could quote her verbatim on the blog, but it would not be professional to do that (just yet) —
However.
Yesterday afternoon, I got an email from the publisher at the small press who’d shown an interest in perhaps publishing my unpublished novel from 1998, The Curse of Our Profound Disorder, and she had finished reading the sample chapters I sent her and she loved it.
And assuming the rest of the novel keeps up with the first part of the novel, she is interested in publishing it.
I can’t tell you how happy this makes me, gang.
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And guess who’s having a birthday today??
Yes, that’s right !! Johnny Smoke is something like 62 today!!
And here is one of my all-time favorite photos of him — from yesteryear:
Happy Birthday, Johnny Depp!!!
Someone once told me that the jacket he’s wearing in the photo above had once belonged to Jack Kerouac.
I have no clue if that’s true or not. However. That said–
THIS was a great movie!! I loved it!! (from 1999)
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Here’s some more good news!!!
Loyal readers of this lofty blog will no doubt recall that I was hoping to be re-assigned to a client I’d had back in the fall — a woman who had been a chaplain before she retired and had several Theology Degrees from Yale Divinity School, and she and I had such wonderful philosophical conversations!!
She is back from Florida and since I have a huge hole in my schedule right now (awaiting 2 clients to come out of rehab), I got assigned to her for one shift next week. I was just thrilled to see that on my schedule.
I hope it will lead to more shifts with her as the summer unfolds. I missed her so much and thought of her often.
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All righty!!
It’s almost time, gang!
Tomorrow, Nick Cave’s solo tour of Europe, with Colin Greenwood on bass, begins in Switzerland!! There are not many shows that have tickets left, but you could get lucky!! Check here.
And here’s this!!
From my desktop stash:
And now I want to go water my flowers and then get ready to work with Sandra this afternoon!
Enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world!!
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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Our Daily Feature continues!
Gifts Keith Richards gave me when I was a wee bonny girl!!
Wherein I regale you with “songs Keith loved, that he would talk about in an interview in some magazine, and then I’d go out and try to find the record and then buy it with my babysitting money, and then I’d listen to it alone in my intense little room, playing it on the portable record player that my dad bought me, and the song would change my life. “
Today’s selection!!
Otis Redding!!
While I knew this specific song because it was a huge hit on AM radio, but I was only 8 years old at the time. I didn’t really learn about Otis Redding’s work until Keith.
Otis Redding, “(Sittin’ On) the Dock of the Bay”, 1968. Such a great song. Enjoy, gang.
“(Sittin’ On) The Dock Of The Bay”
Sittin’ in the morning sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
Then I watch them roll away again, yeah
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
‘Cause I’ve had nothing to live for
And look like nothing’s gonna come my way
So, I’m just gon’ sit on the dock of the bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
Looks like nothing’s gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can’t do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I’ll remain the same, listen
Sittin’ here resting my bones
And this loneliness won’t leave me alone, listen
Two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this dock my home, now
I’m just gon’ sit at the dock of a bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
Sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
c- 1968 – Otis Redding, Stephen Lee Cropper






