Tag Archives: A Man in her Arms & other stories by Marilyn Jaye Lewis

Triumphant!

Yay. Yesterday was a really productive day, gang.

It took a while for the words to start coming, but I ended the day with 5 new pages in Chapter 14. And, as I mentioned in yesterday morning’s post, the chapter took a whole new turn that I hadn’t been expecting.

And I can now see the end of the novel. Meaning, I now know how it ends. I’m guessing 10-15 more pages, but we’ll see!

Getting there!! Finally!!

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These two new books arrived yesterday! (Like I didn’t have enough reading to do!!)

The Complete Works of Josephus. Well, I’m not planning on sitting down and reading that anytime soon (1150 pages). I just wanted to have it in print. Instead of in short digital files here and there in folders on my desktop. Between Josephus and Eusebius — these are the earliest mentions of the historical Jesus, with Josephus being the first source. But Josephus’s works also contain an amazing amount of detailed history from Jesus’s time (and James’s and John the Baptist’s), since Josephus lived in, essentially, the same era of Jerusalem, the Galilee and Rome as they did.

The Lost Mary: Rediscovering the Mother of Jesus is the new book by James Tabor!! I am into Chapter 2 already. It promises to be a really thorough document about what we can actually know about Jesus’ mother, the historical Mary. (Meaning — everything the theologians purposely left out of the New Testament about her, in order to better position Jesus Christ as being Divine.)

James Tabor’s short promo for the new book (5 mins):

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In other exciting news!! And sort of related!!

Today is the day that I go here after my shift —

— and FINALLY get new glasses.

I have needed new glasses forever. Something like 2 years already. And it’s going to help a lot with all this reading I’m trying to do.

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Here’s this!!

From Instagram. A very rare find, indeed!!

A photo of Keith Richards with a guitar and a cigarette!!

I don’t think it completes my set of 17 hundred trillion photos of Keith with a guitar and a cigarette, but I bet it’s getting close!!

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And someone posted this back on Nick’s birthday last week, but I just saw it yesterday.

He looks a little, well, “stressed” but I don’t think I’ve actually ever seen this photo before.

Nick Cave, some time, some place.

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Regarding the tone of everything going on out there right now — Truthers are predicting we have finally entered Red October, with the 10 days of darkness and EBS coming post haste.

I guess we shall see, gang. But it all still seems pretty exciting to me. Meaning, underneath all the noise.

And Mike King has an interesting update about the National Guard.

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Okay, I think that’s it for now.

I want to take a quick look at the novel before I scurry out the door and head to my shift with my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man!

And then, tomorrow– another day off before my October schedule sort of becomes the schedule from Hell…

Have a wonder-filled Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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With the 8th anniversary of Tom Petty’s death coming tomorrow, I leave you with this.

A really great version of “Southern Accents” from the “Pack Up the Plantation LIVE 1985” movie.

“Southern Accents” , from the album of the same name (1985), is a song Tom wrote primarily about the death of his mother. Such a beautiful song, but this live version is just spectacular.

Enjoy, gang.

“Southern Accents”

There’s a southern accent, where I come from
The young ‘uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb

I got my own way of talkin’
But everything is done, with a southern accent
Where I come from

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta’s
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don’t freeze

I got my own way of workin’
But everything is run, with a southern accent
Where I come from

For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me

There’s a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
Then kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me

I got my own way of prayin’
But every one’s begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from

I got my own way of livin’
But everything gets done
With a southern accent
Where I come from

c – 1985 Tom Petty

Well, here’s hoping today is splendid

Although it didn’t get off to its most auspicious start. But we’ll see.

For some reason, I am so tired this morning. And after breakfast, I went back to bed with my cup of coffee, as I always do, but this time, instead of meditating, I fell back to sleep for over an hour.

Ack!

But here I am at my desk now and on we go.

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So, yesterday was really frustrating. Even though I took the walk, did the yoga, studied the Protestant Reformation lecture, studied French.

I also sat at my desk for about 5 hours and NOTHING came. NOTHING.

I tweaked a tiny bit from Chapter 13, but nothing new for Chapter 14 hit the page. Even though I have a page of notes on things that need to be in Chapter 14. Nothing came.

I finally gave up, closed down the laptop. Did the yoga. Studied the lecture. Made dinner. Then got in the shower...

And suddenly — in the shower, water of course spraying all over me — suddenly, Chapter 14 began regaling itself to me. With many details, including conversations between characters. It couldn’t have been more different from the page of notes I’d already been staring at for 5 hours…

Wow.

So of course, I had to hurry up, dash out of the shower — basically dripping wet and wrapped in a towel — go to my desk and scribble down the notes as quickly as I could before they went off to the ether.

Me, yesterday —

OOPS! No, I meant — ME, yesterday —

So, this is a GOOD thing! And I’m hoping that these new notes make it to the page today.

We shall soon see, gang. When I read over the notes this morning, I was really happy with the direction they were going in.

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Before I forget — whoever updated my Wikipedia page — Wow, thank you!

I hadn’t actually looked at it in years, and yesterday I saw that some novels had been added. Thank you!

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Okay.

Here’s this from yesterday!

I glanced over and saw Bobby McGee asleep under the printer stand next to me! Too effing cute!!

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Okay.

Here’s this!

It’s back from Sept. 23rd, when Nick Cave got the new Honorary Doctorate, but I just saw it yesterday. I think it’s the only photo I’ve seen from that day where he was actually smiling!

And dark & early this morning…

Nick Cave sent out a new Red Hand File. It was kind of intense. I was actually kind of amazed that he was willing to answer that specific question — about where he stands on things, currently. Because it seems like then everybody goes after him for what he says. But answer it, he did!

He says, in part (and this is decidedly only in part):

“…I do not believe that silence is violence, complicity, or a lack of courage, but rather that silence is often the preferred option when one does not know what they are talking about, or is doubtful, or conflicted – which, for me, is most of the time. I am mainly at ease with not knowing and find this a spiritually and creatively dynamic position. I believe that there are times when it is almost a sacred duty to shut the fuck up….”

You can read it in full HERE.

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Meanwhile…

I’m kind of keeping my one stray eye on the talk going on right now in Virginia with Hegseth, Trump and military leaders.

It’s intense.

Not a direct quote from Hegseth but close: “No more dudes in dresses… no more gender delusions. We are done with that shit.”

Needless to say, that only piles on the stress regarding certain projects currently going on in my life (for 11 years). (i.e., “The Guide to Being Fabulous”). But on we go.

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Okay, I guess I better close this and get to work on The Curse of Our Profound Disorder.

I hope you have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!

Late night listening music!!

(I really love my new boombox! I was playing Disc 1 of this 4-CD collection last night, after dark, in my bed. Windows open. Crickets. Fall breeze. So cool.)

One of my TOP 5 all-time favorite Tom Petty songs!

“Here Comes My Girl,” 1979. From Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers’ The LIVE Anthology, 2009. Enjoy, gang.

“Here Comes My Girl”

You know sometimes, I don’t know why
But this old town just seems so hopeless
I ain’t really sure, but it seems I remember the good times
Were just a little bit more in focus

But when she puts her arms around me
I can somehow rise above it
Yeah, man, when I got that little girl standing right by my side
You know, I can tell the whole wide world “Shove it!” Hey!

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, she looks so right, she is all I need tonight

Every now and then, I get down to the end of a day
I have to stop, ask myself why I’ve done it
It just seems so useless to have to work so hard
And nothin’ ever really seem to come from it

And then she looks me in the eye, says, “We’re gonna last forever”
And man, you know I can’t begin to doubt it
No, ’cause it just feels so good and so free and so right
I know we ain’t never gonna change our minds about it

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, she looks so right, she is all I need tonight

Watch her walk

Yeah, every time it seems like there ain’t nothin’ left no more
I find myself havin’ to reach out and grab hold of somethin’
Yeah, I just catch myself wonderin’, waitin’, worryin’
About some silly little things that don’t add up to nothin’

And then she looks me in the eye, says, “We’re gonna last forever,”
And man, you know I can’t begin to doubt it
No, ’cause it just feels so good and so free and so right
I know we ain’t never gonna change our minds about it

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, she looks so right, she is all I need tonight

That’s right
That’s right!

c- 1979 Tom Petty, Mike Campbell

Happy Days!

Yes, gang, another incredibly beautiful morning here in the Hinterlands!

Really mild temperatures with a light breeze. Really sunny. Blue sky.

And today, my shift doesn’t start until early afternoon, so I was able to take my time getting out of bed, getting all the cats fed, getting my own breakfast, and — YES! — going back to bed with my:

The client I have this afternoon/evening is a new one. Well, I filled in for another caregiver this past Friday evening and met the client for the first time then.

I am really glad to be asked back. She was wonderful! We got along just great.

And what a beautiful home!! A rambling split-level. Just huge. You need a map to find your way to the bathroom and back. And a breathtaking property — really beautiful landscaping. It’s on the edge of a steep hill, with tons of trees and a splendid view of Granville.

She’s close to 90 now so she’s outlived most of her siblings, but she was one in a family of 9 children. And judging by all the many photos in her home, it was a really close and happy family. The vibe in her home is just so full of joy.

So I’m happy to have another shift with her and I hope she becomes a steady client for me. We’ll see. (It’s summer, so I’m probably just filling in for caregivers who are on vacation.)

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Okay!

So guess who finally started reading my blog?? Yesterday.

And guess who asked to not be called the “eHarmony guy” anymore??

Because his name is Dennis.

So now he will be called Dennis!

But I still want to be mindful of stuff I post here to the blog, gang.

And NO! Not because Dennis is going to closely monitor every single solitary thing I say about him….

Or will he??? Hmmm…. This arrived yesterday, too:

That said, though!!

We had another great 3-hour phone chat last night.

And we are both really looking forward to our next lunch date — this Saturday afternoon, at the Peony Bistro!

AND — yesterday, when I went to the Peony Bistro with my favorite almost-95-year-old Japanese client, THIS was my fortune in the fortune cookie!!

So how happy is that??

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Okay!

It looks like folks in Bergen, Norway do not believe in taking photos with their phones when they are out at concerts!! Which is a great thing, if you ask me!

However.

There was almost nothing to choose from on Instagram from last night — at least, not yet. There are still 2 more shows.

There was one brief video uploaded, where Nick’s voice was just magnificent! But there were almost no photos at all.

SO here’s this!

From Nick Cave’s solo show in Bergen last night, with Colin Greenwood on bass! (And, yes, if you enlarge it, you will see that they are actually on the stage!)

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And I think that’s it for now, gang. I want to get some stuff done around here today before heading to town.

Have a great Thursday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!

Watch out! It’s another Johnny Cash classic!!

1963, “Ring of Fire”!! Enjoy, gang!

Happy Monday, One & All!

Okay!

I just got back from the post office, where I mailed off my 50-page (!!) home improvement loan application to the USDA RD!!

Now all I gotta do is WAIT.

But, however it plays out, I just feel really great that I got that done. And for your viewing pleasure!! Here’s an idea of what my basement stairs currently look like. (Keep in mind the house is 126 years old and those stairs are ancient!!)

The 2 bottom steps have already broken through. This is why I always put off to the absolute very last possible minute, going down there each fall & winter to change out the furnace filter:

Stairs to my basement, AKA Spider Heaven.

Even if they don’t approve my loan for some reason, I’m still going to somehow get those stairs fixed.

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Okay!

Wow. Another great day here in the Hinterlands.

And I slept in again because — YES! — I was chatting on the phone last night with my new friend for about 2 and a half hours — even after I’d worked a double. So it was kind of late (for me) when I finally managed to say: “Okay. Sweet Dreams, goodnight.”

But what a great time we always have on the phone!!

And he sent me the BEST photo! But he made me absolutely swear I would not post it anywhere on social media. But, wow, I loved it!!

It’s his Senior picture from when he graduated high school (in Columbus, 1976, I think.). He looks like such an angel. Omg. It’s too cute.

When you see him nowadays, “angel” probably wouldn’t be the first word that would pop into your head. He’s been around a little since that photo was taken. But in his soul, he is so kind, and considerate, and sweet, and he loves to laugh.

But he’s also a walking testament to the 2nd Amendment (concealed carry), so you probably wouldn’t want to “go ahead and make his day”…

And tomorrow we have our second lunch date, and I can’t wait.

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Okay.

So I heard from Sandra. She and her husband took an impromptu vacation over the weekend. So the files I need for the play updates probably won’t get here until later today. Which means — yes! — I get to work on the novel today. Yay! Finally.

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Okay!

Here’s another photo I fucking loved! For different reasons. From Instagram yesterday.

And we still have to wait 2 more days until Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood take the stage in Norway! For 3 consecutive sold out shows.

Nick Cave, waiting for something on the couch (possibly an ashtray but I’m not completely certain), about 30 years ago…

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If you follow Phil, he is planning to be live tonight at 8PM eastern. Check here later to confirm. (I sure hope he does because so much amazing stuff is going on out there right now and I would love it if he could finally confirm it! We’ll see.)

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I think that’s actually it for now.

Enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!

I’ve posted it here before, but here it is again, for your listening pleasure!

Dennis Edwards, w/Seidah Garrett, “Don’t Look Any Further”, 1984. Enjoy, gang!!!!

“Don’t Look Any Further”
(feat. Siedah Garrett)

Someone to count on in a world ever changing
Here I am, stop where you standing
What you need is a lover, a man to take over
Oh, girl, don’t look any further
Strange when you think of the chances
That we’ve both been in a state of mind
Too cool to be careless, looking for the right thing
Oh baby, don’t look any further

(Tonight) Tonight we’re gonna taste a little paradise
(Rocking all night long) Rocking all night long
(Daylight) Daylight, I’ll still be looking in your ebony eyes
And we’ll go on and on and on (Go on and on and on)

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o yeah
Don’t look any further (Don’t you look no further)
Day o umba day o nam bu ji ay o yeah
Don’t look any further

Someone to count on (Someone to count on)
In a world ever changing (Mmm-hmm…)
Here I am, stop where you standing, baby
What you need is a lover (You need a lover)
To love you all over (Love you all over)
Oh baby, don’t you look any further, further

Don’t look any further
Don’t look any further

(Tonight) Tonight we’re gonna taste a little paradise
(Rock you all night long) Won’t you rock me all night long
(Daylight) Daylight, I’ll still be looking in your ebony eyes
And we’ll go on and on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o yeah
Don’t look any further
Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further(further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don’t look any further, further
Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o yaeh
Don’t look any further

c- 1984 Dennis Lambert, Francine Vicki Golde, Duane S. Hitchings

“Oh what a beautiful day!”

Really kind of unbelievable, how beautiful the morning is around here. (Oh, and if you’re curious, and if you know the lyrics to the song “Oh What a Beautiful Morning” — the corn is indeed as high as an elephant’s eye here in Crazeysburg!) (Our town is pretty much surrounded by cornfields.)

Okay.

A beautiful day.

And I have the whole day off — and Sandra still hasn’t sent me the files I need to get back to work on the play. That’s frustrating, of course, but also — it means I don’t have anything else that I actually have to DO!!

Yay!

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On a sadder note–

The legendary accordionist, Flaco Jiménez, has passed away. He played with many, many Country and Tejano musicians over the decades and had his own solo career, too, but I will always remember him best as part of the equally legendary Texas Tornados!

Wow, what a great band they were!! Wayne and I saw them play live in a small club in NYC, over 30 years ago. What a great memory. And then we played their CDs in the car constantly, on our road trip across the country on our honeymoon.

Here’s one of my favorite songs of theirs that heavily features Flaco– “Is Anybody Goin’ to San Antone?” 1991. RIP, Flaco.

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On a similar note–

On this day in 1997, one of my all-time favorite writers and inspirations also passed away.

Realizing that this morning, caused me to sort of drop everything and dig out all his old paperbacks that have followed me through every apartment and every house for the last 40 years.

So here’s this! I bought this paperback (new) in NYC, back in 1983! I remember reading this on the subway, and in my hellhole apartment on E. 12th Street, like it was yesterday:

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Okay.

I loved this! From Charlie Ward’s newsletter this morning:

“A groundbreaking new study has revealed that the human brain emits a faint glow—known as ultra-weak photon emission (UPE)—that may be closely tied to our mental state, and possibly even to deeper bioenergetic phenomena like vibration and frequency.

Researchers from Algoma University and Tufts University placed participants in total darkness and used photon detectors and EEG to measure the brain’s natural light. The occipital region, responsible for vision, glowed most during eyes-closed states, with photon activity fluctuating in tandem with neural rhythms, particularly in low-frequency brain waves.


Though invisible to the eye, these light emissions suggest the brain is radiating energy that could reflect its internal processes. This energy pulse—waxing and waning at sub-hertz frequencies—has drawn attention for its possible links to vibrational medicine, frequency-based healing, and even auras, which some traditions describe as subtle light fields around living beings….”

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Another great video from James Tabor–

“…the thousands of followers of Jesus who fled across the Jordan from Jerusalem, just north of the Dead Sea, in the year 66 CE, to escape into the Decapolis area south of Pella. James the Just, eldest surviving brother of Jesus had been brutally murdered in 63 CE by Annas, son of Annas, of the Mafia High Priesthood that also had instigated the murder of Jesus. Simon his brother took over the leadership of the movement. This flight is mentioned in Mark 13:14-20 and Revelation 12:13-17, and reported by Eusebius, Church History Ecclesiastical History (Book 3. 5.3) and Epiphanius, Panarion (29.7.7–8 and 30.2.7). They settled in the general region of Beroea near Coele-Syria and in the Decapolis near Pella, and remained there into the 2nd and 3rd centuries, and scattered south as far as Arabia over the next few centuries. Remnants of the group, including Simon and other Desposuynai, or members of the extended Jesus family, returned to Jerusalem around 73 CE and rebuilt the “Synagogue of the Apostles” on Mt Zion, as Bargil Pixner has documented….”

The Ebionites: Heretics or Original Followers of Jesus? (18 mins):

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And–

As we continue to wait for the return of Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood’s Solo Tour in Norway in 4 days!!

Here’s this!

Nick Cave, waiting for something in bed, about 30 years ago…

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On the Home Improvement front–

All the quotes are in from the various contractors, and now all I need to do is print everything out and then mail it to my local USDA RD office , and then wait and see!!

These specific loans are incredible, gang, because they are only available to people over age 62, with low incomes, who live in certain rural areas. The interest rates on the 20-year loans are close to zero.

My currently 126-year-old home, about 6 years ago, when my beloved maple tree still existed:

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Okay.

Yes! On the eHarmony front!

It seems like we have our first “song”! (As in “they’re playing our song”!!)

We both realized the song completely captures what’s going on with us and it left us both a little dumbfounded.

“Hello Sunshine”. 2019, Bruce Springsteen. We have both been playing it like crazy since yesterday:

“Hello Sunshine”

Had enough of heartbreak and pain
I had a little sweet spot for the rain
For the rain and skies of grey
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always liked my walking shoes
But you can get a little too fond of the blues
You walk too far, you walk away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always loved a lonely town
Those empty streets, no one around
You fall in love with lonely, you end up that way
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always liked that empty road
No place to be and miles to go
But miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

And miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?
Hello sunshine

c – 2019 Bruce Springsteen

And — YES! — I have permission to post this!!!

I mentioned the “Desperado” tattoo early on, and here it is (and, yes, you can’t really see him too well, but that’s him):

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And I’m thinking that’s probably it for now.

I’m going to work on the novel until I hear from Sandra.

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with another great one from Flaco Jiménez and the Texas Tornados!!

“Who Were You Thinkin’ Of?”, 1990. Really fun! Enjoy, gang!

“Who Were You Thinkin’ Of?”

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
Was it a good-lookin’ stranger
Or a close friend of mine?

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When I was makin’ love
To you?
There was a smile on your face
I ain’t seen in some time

You got more out of it
Than I put into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
There was a smile on your face
I ain’t seen in some time

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
Was it a good-lookin’ stranger
Or a close friend of mine?

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

c – 1990 C. Pelletier, J. Glaser, P. Gauvin

A great day in the Hinterlands!

Can you say “58 degrees Fahrenheit”??!!

Wow, gang. What a great night’s sleep I had here. No AC. Not even any fans. I even had to close some of the windows because it got chilly! Yay!

And this morning — the sun is shining and it will only be a high of 78 degrees. And it’s supposed to stay this way for the next few days.

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I have a weird schedule this weekend. A double shift today and a double shift on Sunday, but I have all of Saturday OFF. And I will spend that working on updates to our play, “The Guide to Being Fabulous”!!

And the sooner I can get the updates on the play finished and sent back over to Sandra, the sooner I get to have another date with my eHarmony guy! Yay!

I’m not sure when I’m going to stop calling him my eHarmony guy and give him a name. I guess we’ll find out. But for now, gang…

Wow, yesterday was perfect. Even though the minute I arrived at Tequilaville, the sky let loose with a torrential downpour. And for some mysterious reason, every single parking spot in front of the restaurant was already taken — even though it was only noon. It usually doesn’t get busy there until later.

So, yes, I had to park in the side parking lot. And yes, I was wearing a sundress and flipflops, but I also had a little denim jacket on and I had an umbrella, so my feet got really wet, but that was the worst of it.

And my friend was already there, waiting for me, staying dry under the roof overhang. And he had brought me a FLOWER!!! Picked from his property.

Loyal readers of this lofty blog no doubt recall how much I love flowers. So, that right there — greeting me with a flower when he doesn’t even know yet how much I love flowers — made me so happy.

We really had the best time. We were at the restaurant for 2 hours. And then, since it was raining and we couldn’t go to the park, we went to the local mall instead, and sat inside and talked for another hour and a half — and then walked around inside the mall a little bit, holding hands.

Is that too cool???

And everyone was sort of smiling at us — you know: Look at those cute old people. But, honestly — emotionally –it was truly like we were teenagers again. (And teenagers from the 1970s, no less!) It was just so perfect.

And then he had errands to run in town. And I had errands to run in town. So we said our farewells (and kissed (!!) goodbye in the parking lot).

And, YES! We spent last evening talking for 3 more hours on the phone!

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Okay. Before I forget —

From the Copyright Alliance today:

“On July 21, Copyright Alliance CEO Keith Kupferschmid had an opinion piece published in DC Journal, titled A “Win-Win-Win” Path for AI, as part of our AI and Copyright campaign. In the piece, Kupferschmid dispels a number of false narratives that are being perpetuated by tech fear mongers, including the notion that AI will only win if IP and copyright protections no longer exist…”

“”The United States has a long and storied tradition of strong protections for intellectual property. These protections have led the United States to dominate the world in technological and cultural progress … AI developers insist that licensing is impossible given the enormous volume of copyright works they seek to use, but that claim doesn’t hold up to scrutiny. Most of the big AI companies already license a vast volume of creative works for their consumers, and digital markets for music, books, films, and television programming are robust and mature … Contrary to claims that these AI training deals are impossible to make at scale, a robust free market is already emerging in which hundreds (if not thousands) of licensed deals between AI companies and copyright owners have been reached…”

[full article here]

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Also!

Here’s Freddie this morning! The kittens are now 4 months old.

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Okay.

There’s still another week before Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood resume the Solo Tour of Europe, so here’s THIS while we wait!!

Nick Cave, waiting for something, 30 years ago…

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Oh, and here’s this!!

George Harrison in London in 1970!

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All righty!!

The Summer Sale over at Smashwords is officially over now, and I want to say thank you, again, to all of you who downloaded my eBooks that are published over there.

Also, just a head’s up– the cost of printing paperback and hardcover books over at LULU.com has increased, so the prices of all of my print titles published at LULU.com have officially gone up today. Sorry about that, gang!

Prices of eBooks remain the same, though.

[Also, please remember that if you search for any of my books at either site, you have to click that you want to be shown explicit content, otherwise some of the books won’t come up.]

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And I’m thinking that’s it for now, gang.

Have a fantastic Friday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Okay! Here’s this!!

I’ve posted it before, but here it is again! (Yes, okay, it’s for my new friend. Rumor has it that he sort of likes this song…)

From the fabulous 1970s! Neil Young’s classic, “Heart of Gold”, 1972.

Enjoy, gang.

“Heart Of Gold”

I want to live
I want to give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
It’s these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold

And I’m getting old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

I’ve been to Hollywood
I’ve been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I’ve been in my mind
It’s such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold

And I’m getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching and I’m growing old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold

c- 1972 Neil Young

Yep. That’s basically all I’m doing right now.

I’m leaving to meet the eHarmony guy for lunch in 2 hours. (And I have been awake & out of bed for 4 hours already.)

We are both a little anxious, of course, since we can’t help but get our hopes up after something like 16 and a half hours of phone conversations over the space of one week .

But we both agree that, at the very least, we are already friends.

It’s overcast here and maybe going to rain, like, ALL day. But at least the temperatures have dropped. It’s not going to get higher than 77 degrees Fahrenheit!!

And that right there means that BOTH of us will be able to drink THINK! Yay!!

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That’s really all that’s going on here, gang. It has been such a long time since I’ve been out on a bona fide date. Not a hook-up. And an actual date with someone I didn’t know beforehand — wow, that’s been something like almost 20 years.

It feels so cool. Plus the stuff that he and I have already talked about — there is just something about him that has felt like a sort of homecoming for my soul. Just because we have so much in common — the way we look at life.

(Plus, he’s a fan of reruns of “The Waltons”. If you are a long-time reader of this lofty blog then you know how fucking amazing that is to me. My favorite show of all time — that show literally helped me survive my intensely unhappy family life in the 1970s.)

“Good night, John Boy…”

So it’s just been a great feeling — our conversations. On so many levels. The past feels like it has the potential to completely heal.

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And that’s really all I’ve got for now.

Have a great Thursday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting!

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!!

Life right this minute, and also back in 1973. Jackson Browne, “Red Neck Friend”. From his album, For Everyman. Enjoy, gang.

“Red Neck Friend”

Pretty little one
How has it all begun?
They’re teaching you how to walk
But you’re already on the run
Little one-
What you gonna do?
Little one-
Honey, it’s all up to you

Now your daddy’s in the den shootin’ up the evening news
Mama’s with a friend, lately she’s been so confused
Little one-
Come on and take my hand
I may not have the answer but I believe I got a plan

Honey you shake and I’ll rattle and we’ll roll on down the line
And see if we can’t get in touch with a very close friend of mine
But let me clue you in, it ain’t like him
To argue or pretend-
Honey let me introduce you to my redneck friend

Well they’ve got a little list of all those things of which they don’t approve
They’ve got to keep their eyes on you or you might make your move
Little one-
I really wish you would
Little one-
I think the damage would do you good

Honey you shake and I’ll rattle and we’ll roll on down the line
We’re going to forget all about the battle
It’s gonna feel so fine
‘Cause he’s the missing link, the kitchen sink-
Eleven on a scale of ten
Honey let me introduce you to my redneck friend

Honey you shake and I’ll rattle and we’ll roll on down the line
I’m going to try to swing you up into my saddle
And then we’ll run but you’ll think we’re flyin’
Now honey don’t just stand there
Lookin’ like this dream will never end
Honey let me introduce you to my redneck friend

c – 1973 Jackson Browne

Okay! Back at it!

I tell you, gang, 2 days off in a row and I feel like I never want to work again….

To think that for something like 15 years, all I had to do each day was sit at my desk and write. I miss those days. Those heady deadlines.

However.

Back at it!

My favorite nearly-95-year-old Japanese client and I will be heading out for sushi and sashimi today. And I’m sure we will have great conversations. Laugh a lot. Revisit his amazing past a lot. And have a pretty great day. So, once again, I can’t really complain!

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Then I’ll head home, have my dinner while watching wonderfully silly reruns of” Frazier”, take my shower, head into the air-conditioned bedroom — and probably talk all evening on the phone with the eHarmony guy!

We chatted for 3 1/2 hours last night!

And it’s not like we ever have a moment of awkward silence or anything. We just talk on and on and on, and it’s been like that since the very first time we talked on the phone!

So here’s hoping, gang.

Tomorrow of course is the big day — we meet in person. We’ll have lunch at the glamorous Tequilaville. And if lunch goes well, we plan to take a walk in the park. Weather permitting.

I know I’m not allowed to write about him, but I’m guessing it’s okay to say that, even while he and I have had completely different types of lives, when we were both teenagers (we’re practically the same age), we lived in Columbus. So we have so many cultural memories in common from back then. And that feels so cool. I am so accustomed to being around people that I literally have nothing in common with from the past.

Okay. So I better stop right there before I start “writing about him”!!

Me, not writing about him!

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Wow, okay!

So yesterday — the Nick Cave and the AI thing was all over Instagram. And almost everyone was just as opinionated as I was, for the most part.

But what I forgot to say in my post yesterday — even though I linked to the Red Hand Files, I didn’t mention that Nick Cave’s post was about having a different perspective now — regarding AI images, at least — after seeing what his friend had done with the “Tupelo” AI video. (You can read it in full here.)

A few people on Instagram were actually really nasty about Nick changing his mind about (perspective on) AI. There are always those few who, no matter what topic Nick is writing about — they just go for his throat.

At that point, I always click the handy “unfollow” button!! (I am so totally NOT impartial when it comes to Nick Cave…)

Anyway!

This was really cool! The original lyrics to “Tupelo”, posted yesterday by RossAWaterman:

And here’s another photo from Arles, when Nick received his literary medal:

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And on a totally different topic!

I’m still awaiting one final quote regarding the home improvement loan, but I got the carpenter’s quote last night and, if for any reason, I can’t get the loan until next year, his quote was actually affordable so I might pay for it out of my own pocket — fixing the very ancient and very-giving-way-now basement stairs. In an effort to avoid THIS some day soon (wouldn’t be my best look, even if I were wearing a sundress!):

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Okay.

Just a reminder that tomorrow is the final day of the Smashwords Summer Sale.

You can download 4 of my older eBooks for free. The details & links are on my substack page HERE. (Adults ONLY.)

And another huge thank you to all of you who have already downloaded them!!

And don’t forget that since my books and eBooks are no longer in one handy place on the internet, you can always visit MarilynsRoomBooks. The prices might not be up-to-date all the time, but the links are.

And don’t forget!! If you need a deck of playing cards, my “1954 Powder Blue Pickup ” cards are really, really cool!!! Yay.

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All righty!

That’s it for now. I have time for one more cup of coffee before I gotta scoot.

Have a wonder-filled Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Am I allowed to post this?? Hmmm….

“Someone” sent this video to me yesterday and, wow, I just LOVED it!!

Enjoy, gang.

I Know, I Know!!

I’m late again!

This time, it wasn’t because I went back to sleep after breakfast –tempting as the idea was.

However.

MANY kittens and a couple of cats saw to it that “going back to sleep” was merely a pipe dream… (if I can sort of delightfully mix metaphors there and include opium in the heady mix!) (pipe dream — smoking opium, etc.)

Mainly, though, I took a walk over to the post office to collect a registered letter that contained belated birthday wishes AND cash money!!! Yay!!! “Happy Birthday”, indeed!

But I am here now!

And I have no more contractors coming. I am waiting on 2 remaining price quotes to be emailed to me, then I can mail the whole application off to my local USDA RD office and hope that they haven’t already run out of money for the season. We shall see, gang!!

I’m not asking for much, but the few things I do want fixed around here would really upgrade the safety of this beautiful old house.

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All right. Well.

YES! On the eHarmony front —

We talked for THREE hours last night. And I’m guessing we could have talked on and on, if it weren’t for the fact that I now, more than ever, need my beauty sleep!!

Because we ARE, indeed, meeting for lunch on Thursday. And I’d like to look a little bit better than in this memorable photo!

(Me, in my hotel room bed in NYC, 3 weeks ago, at 5:03 AM) (And ditching the nightgown and wearing a sundress instead will likely be a big help!) (Oh! I might comb my hair, too!)

And in case you’re wondering where we’re meeting for lunch…

YES! Why wouldn’t we meet here? I always wanna go here!

The super glamorous Tequilaville!!

Even though I like the food at Tequilaville — only because it’s better than any other Mexican restaurant I’ve tried around here (which qualifies as “damning with faint praise”) — it turns out that my new friend lived in Texas for 3 years… so. You know. No comparison to Texas Mexican food. But, well, we’re a long way from Texas. We gotta make do with what we have out here in the Hinterlands.

(I know, I know. That’s kinda like “writing about him” which I’m not supposed to do…)

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Okay.

New topic!

A brief excerpt from a recent interview with James Tabor.

And this is the very topic (or quest, as it were) that caused me to decide to continue studying Jesus the man, rather than pursuing a congregation of my own after I graduated from Divinity School and became an ordained minister.

How Historical Methods Get us Closer to the Real Jesus (8 mins):

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I’m making some little strides here with The Curse of Our Profound Disorder, but I’m at a point where a few very important storylines come to a resolution (and the novel itself comes to a close), so it takes an unbelievable amount of concentration.

Thank God, yet again, for that AC, gang. At least I can think. Slow as the process currently is. (I hope I don’t get to the final paragraph and then discover that I need another 26 years to properly finish it….)

Me, writing “The End” at age 91

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All righty.

Nick Cave sent out a Red Hand File this morning.

Apparently it is FORTY YEARS (!!) since the amazing masterpiece, “Tupelo”, was released by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds.

How I love that song, gang. I will never forget the first time I heard it, in my tiny little hellhole apartment on E. 12th Street.

In fact, I will never forget riding the PATH train from Hoboken NJ (where I had bought the album The First Born Is Dead in a small record shop) back into Manhattan, and reading the lyrics to “Tupelo” that were printed on the back of the album cover. The lyrics blew me away. I couldn’t wait to get home and play the record.

I loved the whole record (it was my first exposure to Nick Cave), but I particularly loved that song “Tupelo”. I was astounded by it. And, as I’ve posted here before, every single person who came into that apartment after that, was forced to listen to “Tupelo” on the record player in my tiny, godforsaken, hellhole bedroom!!

ME: “Have you heard this song yet??”

EVERYONE ELSE IN MY APARTMENT: “No.”

ME: “Listen to it!! It’s incredible!! It’s about Elvis!”

Well, in honor of the 40th anniversary of this song, a filmmaker friend of Nick Cave’s created a video using Artificial Intelligence, which, as you know, I am not a huge fan of. (That’s a nice way of saying “I despise AI and whoever invented it should be publicly executed in a 1984 doomsday sort of way…”)

Anyway. You can of course watch the video yourself and come to your own conclusions, as I include it here! But I did not like it at all. I found it incredibly creepy and just sort of a violation of so many images from Elvis’s career that, at this point, are practically sacred to me.

I think I’d rather be forced to watch the eye scene in Luis Buñuel’s “Un Chien Andalou” than watch that “Tupelo” video ever again.

But, alas, that is only my over-reactionary opinion and I’m guessing not many people share it.

So, here it is, for your viewing pleasure:

And here is what I much prefer — the audio, as I heard it 40 years ago:

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And on that lofty note!!

I suppose I better get started around here.

Have a terrific Tuesday wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys! See ya!

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I leave you with this gem!!

Merle Haggard and Marty Robbins do a great duet of the all-out C&W classic by George Jones, “She Thinks I Still Care”. (1970) Enjoy, gang!!

She thinks I still care

Just because I asked a friend about her
Just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I rang her number by mistake today
She thinks I still care

Just because I haunt the same old places
Where the memory of her lingers everywhere
Just because I'm not the happy guy I used to be
She thinks I still care

But if she's happy thinking I still need her
Then let that silly notion bring her cheer
But how could she ever be so foolish
Oh were would she get such an idea

Just because I asked a friend about her
Just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I saw her then went all to pieces
She thinks I still care
She thinks I still care

c- 1962 Dickey Lee / Steve Duffy

Sorry I’m late!

I have today and tomorrow off, plus I was up kinda late (for me, anyway), chatting with my eHarmony guy after I got home from my shift last night!

So after the many, many cats and I had breakfast this morning, I went back to bed for a while and it felt FANTASTIC!

It wasn’t too hot (yet). The windows were open and the birds were singing. Most of the kittens and cats were downstairs somewhere, or otherwise being peaceful. So it was great.

And I’ve already had my chat with Sandra regarding the play — I won’t have any real work to do on it until August 1st – 15th. But some of the things Sandra wants to add to the script are terrific. I’m really excited. This play (which I love) just gets better and better and better, gang.

The carpenter is coming to give me a quote today, but that’s not until the day is basically over. (When the heat should be at its hottest and a thunderstorm should be underway!)

So now I have the AC on, the laundry is almost done, and the day is wide open in front of me!!

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Okay!

For those of you who were not able to get me a gift in time for my birthday last week [HINT: That was every single one of you…] —

The Summer Sale over at Cave Things is still going on until TOMORROW morning at 10AM, UK time!

So there is still time to get me this! On sale! And help feed my addiction to dishes! I only have SIX creamers in the house, so clearly I need one more!!

Up Jumped The Devil Milk Jug — $39 (plus shipping to the USA).

An immediate sellout when it first appeared on Cave Things in 2021, the Up Jumped The Devil Milk Jug finally returns in a slightly updated form. A delicate glazed ceramic milk jug with blue watercolour painting, it echoes a refined Victorian teatime object, but carries a disturbing motif – the Devil himself.

Hurry! Time is running out….

And lest we forget!! One of my all-time favorite songs by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, “Up Jumped the Devil”, 1988:

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Yesterday’s shift was yet another easy one with the retired Minister and his lovely wife! After we were able to persuade him to do his Physical Therapy exercises, we spent the rest of the evening watching old reruns of “The Love Boat,” Daniel Boone”, and “The Andy Griffith Show”!

And, yes! I got PAID to do that! So what’s not to love?

But seriously, it was a very pleasant shift. And as always, I am super glad to be back home.

I think that’s really it for now. I wish I weren’t under an ironclad mandate to not write about my new friend, but such is life. I can at least tell you that it continues to amaze me — the things we have in common. And how considerate he is. And unpredictable. And straightforward and funny.

I will say that he said, when he sits out on his porch, he can hear the train when it’s passing through Crazeysburg! That gives you an idea of how close he is — and also how LOUD that fucking train is! (You wanna see cats & kittens scatter? Wait ’til that train starts approaching!!)

The ACTUAL, OOPS! NOT the actual train that comes through my town!

And here’s this!! Because I love it and WHY not??!!


“Folsom Prison Blues”

I hear the train a comin’
It’s rolling round the bend
And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when
I’m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin’ on
But that train keeps a rollin’ on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me
“Son, always be a good boy, don’t ever play with guns”
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry

I bet there’s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They’re probably drinkin’ coffee and smoking big cigars
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can’t be free
But those people keep a movin’
And that’s what tortures me

Well if they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I’d move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison, that’s where I want to stay
And I’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

c- 1955 Johnny Cash

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And that’s it for today!

Enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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