Today is the day!

I finally get to see Wendy and Kara again, and have lunch at Snapshots with them, again.

We text one another all the time, but the last time I actually saw either of them, I was wearing a brand new flowered sundress, had my first pedicure of the summer, and was wearing long dangling hippy-chick earrings…

Today, I’ll be wearing a parka, black jeans, a red Christmas sweater and little gold and pearl earrings in the shape of little snowmen…

Ridiculous how long it’s been. But I am definitely in the Christmas spirit now, and I can’t wait to give each of them their Christmas presents!!

And driving back into my neighborhood from my shift last night, it was of course dark so I was able to see all of my neighbors’ Christmas light displays and it really got me in the mood to get my house decorated….

I’m still aiming for Thursday to be the day. We shall see!

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Here’s this!!

It’s a screenshot from some great footage of Keith onstage with the Stones. This screenshot doesn’t do it justice, but here it is anyway!!

And this is the song they were playing!!!! (I fucking never get tired of this song, gang — Lo! these 50 years later…) “It’s Only Rock ‘n Roll (But I Like It)”

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And here’s this!

Another great one from Phyllis Stein’s Instagram page. The NY Dolls in NYC in 1971. I have never seen a photo of David Johansen with his hair this long before!!

Photo is by Lee Black Childers:

And speaking of David Johansen…

Last evening, during my shift with the retired Minister and his lovely wife and cat, we watched the movie “Scrooged” from 1988. Starring Bill Murray and a ton of other folks, and shot in that era of NYC that I really loved (the 80s).

AND, David Johansen plays the Ghost of Christmas Past — a totally insane NYC taxi driver. I absolutely love him in that role. It was so much fun to watch it again (and, well, get paid to sit there and watch it, to be brutally honest!) A 2-minute clip:

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And if you’re going to be attending the Wild God Tour of Australia & New Zealand next month, the Nick Cave official site released this news yesterday about adding a supporting act — Aldous Harding:

You can buy tickets HERE.

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Other than that, I’m in the middle of doing laundry right now. And then I get to make an exciting phone call to my insurance agent about that loose gutter that’s dangling down from the edge of the roof because of those crazy high winds we’ve had. I’m hoping he can recommend someone local and affordable to come fix it ASAP, before it totally blows off and sails away…

Oh! But some good news — it is not supposed to snow today after all. It is really cold, but sunny!! And NOT windy for a change!! Yay!!

And since Snapshots isn’t too far from where I do all my grocery shopping, I’ve decided to run errands after our lunch today and that way, after my 10-hr shift tomorrow, I can just come straight home. Yay!!

So it’s looking like this could be a really nice day, all the way around.

I guess that’s it for now, gang.

I want to get those presents wrapped, then finish up the laundry. And try to do yoga before I head to town. And maybe even — I don’t know — try to get some writing done before this day is over?? We’ll find out.

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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!

Yesterday I practically had a heart attack. I got into the car to drive to my shift and discovered that the playlist I play almost all the time, had suddenly disappeared from my phone.

This was the playlist I began building when I first started to go visit my dad when he was dying. It was a 3-hr trip each way, so my playlist was long. And it isn’t that I can’t find all those old songs again, but what a colossal amount of work!! And those memories of seeing my dad before he died would kind of disappear… I was so heartbroken.

Anyway, miraculously, it was back on my phone when I double-checked it this morning!!

So while I was lying there, back in bed after breakfast, doing that thing I do, with a cup of coffee near at hand (that thing I do is mostly convincing myself to get out of bed again and start the day…), I listened to some of the songs on the playlist and got sort of wistful, but while also feeling oddly complete about my life.

So I share one of those songs here! I’ve known this song for over 50 years, but now it always makes me think really, really fondly of my dad.

CSN&Y, “Teach your Children”. 1970. Enjoy, gang.

“Teach Your Children”

You, who are on the road
Must have a code
That you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a goodbye

Teach your children well
Their father’s hell
Did slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s
The one you’ll know by

Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?”
If they told you, you would cry
So, just look at them and sigh
And know they love you

And you of tender years (Can you hear and do you care)
Can’t know the fears (And can you see)
That your elders grew by (We must be free)
And so please help (To teach your children)
Them with your youth (What you believe in)
They seek the truth (Make a world)
Before they can die (That we can live in)

Teach your parents well
Their children’s hell
Will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s
The one you’ll know by

Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?”
If they told you, you would cry
So, just look at them and sigh
And know they love you

c – 1970 Graham Nash

Jesus, gang.

Another dreary cold day with HIGH winds — and a little sleet!! Who the heck is in charge of the weather these days?

Whoever you are, could you quit with the high winds already??? It’s been something, like, 5 days in a row now. (“Thank you for your attention to this matter.” DJT)

If I didn’t have to go back to town later today and then drive home after dark tonight, I wouldn’t mind so much.

And I don’t really care that much that it’s supposed to snow tomorrow, when I’ll be out having an early Christmas lunch with Wendy and Kara. It’s those high winds I can’t handle.

Anyway.

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Okay.

Sad news yesterday.

The playwright, Tom Stoppard, passed away at age 88.

He wrote one of my favorite plays of all time —  “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead” (1966). From my POV as a writer, I thought he achieved something completely spectacular with that play. It’s really funny but it also totally fucks with your head — especially if you are reasonably familiar with “Hamlet”.

“The play expands upon the exploits of two minor characters from Shakespeare’s Hamlet, the courtiers Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, and the main setting is Denmark…”

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And today marks another sad occasion.

The magnificent Shane MacGowan has been gone TWO YEARS now, as of today. I can’t fucking believe it, gang.

From The Pogues’ Instagram page this morning:

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Well, as long as we’re at it–

From Phyllis Stein’s Instagram page — another great photo of Willy (Mink) DeVille, from 2000.

I had no idea he ever had a horse farm in Mississippi!

Here’s another song of his that I used to love listening to on my Sony Walkman while walking alone around NYC at night in the early 80s! “Just to Walk that Little Girl Home”, 1979.

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And here’s this —

Another gorgeous photo of a Native American. I have no idea from which tribal nation, or when the photo was taken–

(Oh, and, NO, I have not heard anything more yet from Wayne on the manuscript for The Curse of Our Profound Disorder. Nothing since his comments about Jack Kicking Eagle. I’m not tapping my toe and glancing at my watch or anything, because I know he’s busy…. but come on!!!!) (And the publisher has at least been in touch but she hasn’t finished reading it yet, either…)

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Okay– back to Instagram…

And a veritable bonanza of Nick Cave photos on Instagram this morning!!

Mostly from photographer Ross A Waterman:

And Nick in furry ears!!

And Nick in Berlin, in 1987. I don’t know who photographed it:

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And an update on how Christmas is progressing here in Crazeysburg!

This morning, I put the Christmas flannel sheets on my bed!!

Jesus, gang. I just can’t emphasize enough how overwhelmed I feel about the potential of getting all the Christmas stuff out with all these frisky young cats in the house now.

But, on Thursday, I am having breakfast with a friend here (oddly enough, NOT in Granville, but only about 2 seconds away from Granville…):

And then I think I will spend the rest of Thursday getting the Christmas stuff out.

I’m at least trying to psyche myself up for that outcome, anyway. We shall see!

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Other than that, I have 28 more caregiving shifts until 2026!

(I don’t think I’m going to do a daily countdown, but I guess you never know.)

Meanwhile, I have to go wash my hair now, then do some yoga, then feed my lovely self and then head on out in the sleet and cold and wind… to go look after the retired Minister and his lovely wife and cat.

Enjoy your Sunday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this.

The classic “A Rainy Night in Soho” by The Pogues, 1986. As always, just beautiful. Enjoy, gang.

“A Rainy Night In Soho”

I’ve been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I’ve cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways

We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell

I took shelter from a shower
And I stepped into your arms
On a rainy night in Soho
The wind was whistling all its charms

I sang you all my sorrows
You told me all your joys
Whatever happened to that old song?
To all those little girls and boys

Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The ginger lady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you talking in my head

I’m not singing for the future
I’m not dreaming of the past
I’m not talking of the first time
I never think about the last

Now this song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there’s a light I hold before me
And you’re the measure of my dreams, the measure of my dreams

Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The ginger lady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you talking in my head

I’m not singing for the future
I’m not dreaming of the past
I’m not talking of the first time
I never think about the last

Now this song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there’s a light I hold before me
And you’re the measure of my dreams, the measure of my dreams

c – 1986 Shane MacGowan

I know you’re probably really tired of hearing me tell you how tired I am, but I am so fucking tired today, gang. Jesus.

Now it’s like I can’t even handle 3 shifts in a row. And I can’t.

I can barely handle one shift in a row…

Because now that I’ve finally decided that I want to fully retire in January — well, now I want to retire today. And so every shift, that’s all I think about: I want to retire today.

Anyway. Onward.

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Okay!

I have today off!!

And the only thing I really need to do today is go to the Dollar Store and buy some cat food.

Other than that, I am going to stay home and just putter around. Vacuum, probably. The laundry is already half done. And that’s it, as far as chores. The rest of the day is wide open for whatever I want to do.

Write, probably.

Or, more succinctly: Figure out what I want to write. Probably.

I’m also trying to get myself psyched up for Thursday.

Thursday is of course Thanksgiving. I don’t have to work, but I’m not celebrating Thanksgiving since there’s no one nearby to celebrate it with. So I’ve decided to take the whole day and get all the Christmas stuff up.

Normally, I like doing that but last year the foster cats wreaked havoc on the Christmas tree. And this year, I now have kittens to add to the mix. They are almost 8 months old already but they are still frisky and curious as hell about everything new that pops onto their domain.

So I’m worried that they’re going to actually break stuff that I’m really fond of. But I don’t want to not decorate…

So we shall see.

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Other than that —

Here’s this!

I believe the “A Bunch of Stuff” exhibit has opened now in Tokyo — or, at least it is getting ready to open. I’m not sure which.

From Johnny Smoke’s Instagram page:

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And here’s this–

Jimmy Cliff has passed away, gang. He died today in Jamaica, at age 81.

From RollingStonesBrasil on Instagram — Keith, with Ronnie Wood and Jimmy Cliff:

And here’s this — Keith, Ronnie and Charlie Watts, in LA in 1978. Their version of Jimmy Cliff’s “The Harder They Come”.

And here’s this again. Probably my favorite Jimmy Cliff song! “Vietnam”. 1969.

RIP Jimmy.

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Here’s this!

It was in my phone stash. I found it yesterday while trying to find a photo of something else!!

Nick Cave, July 2022. Smiling!!

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And here’s this!

Also from Instagram. I thought it was so funny. I texted it to Wayne…

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And I think that is it!!

I’m gonna finish the laundry. Vacuum. Collapse — again. And then figure out what I’m gonna do today.

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!

As I was trying to force myself to get back out of bed this morning and start the laundry, get another cup of coffee, get out of my nightgown and put on some actual clothes, etc. I switched on the oldies FM radio station on my retro boombox next to my bed, and one of my all-time favorite Tom Petty – Stevie Nicks songs was just starting!

I took it as an auspicious sign to get this day started, too.

“Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around”. 1981. Enjoy, gang.

“Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around”

Baby, you come knocking on my front door
Same old line you used to use before
I said yeah, well, what am I supposed to do
I didn’t know what I was getting into

So you’ve had a little trouble in town
Now you’re keeping some demons down
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my heart around

It’s hard to think about what you’ve wanted
It’s hard to think about what you’ve lost
This doesn’t have to be the big get even
This doesn’t have to be anything at all

(I know you really want to tell me good-bye)
(I know you really want to be your own girl)

Baby, you could never look me in the eye
Yeah, you buckle with the weight of the words
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my heart around

There’s people running ’round loose in the world
Ain’t got nothin’ better to do
Make a meal of some bright-eyed kid
You need someone looking after you

(I know you really want to tell me goodbye)
(I know you really want to be your own girl)

Baby, you could never look me in the eye
Yeah, you buckle with the weight of the words
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my heart around

Stop draggin’ my heart around
Stop draggin’ my heart around
Stop draggin’ my heart around
Stop draggin’ my heart around

c-1981 Tom Petty, Mike Campbell

I have to say, gang, that I have tried many times to get that virtual Nick Cave art exhibit to work, but I can only make it through the opening images and then I can’t go down the long hallway.

It is so frustrating to not have the kind of skills I need to do this thing!! But I will keep trying…

(If anyone has any helpful advice, please leave me a comment! “Thank you for your attention to this matter. – DJT”)

Meanwhile…

Before I forget, beginning December 8th, all my eBooks on Smashwords will be free to download again in their Annual Holiday Sale. Warning: These are erotic titles and intended for adults only.

There are 4 titles there: Freak Parade, and The Muse Revisited Vols. I, II, & III. All of them are pretty old, but they still seem to fly off the shelves during the free download sale. So I thank you in advance! And I will remind you again as the date gets closer.

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And as a reminder — on LULU, I have a total of 12 titles. These are, for the most part, my newest books and eBooks.

You must scroll down and select “Show Explicit Content” to see these titles. All of them, except for Twilight of the Immortal, are absolutely for adults only.

(Although, all over the Internet, it says that Freak Parade is suitable for ages 7 and up — on what planet it’s suitable for a 7-year-old, I absolutely don’t know…)

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Okay!

I forgot to post this yesterday! So I post it now, along with a new one.

Keith, of course!!

From Stonesdata, Keith in 1972:

And this — during recording sessinos (sometimes called “sessions”) for Beggars Banquet, 1968. What a great album:

And here’s this, from Beggars Banquet:

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I started watching this film on the Wonder Project channel last night. It’s an old one — from 1997. But I am really loving it:

You can also watch it on Tubi, Netflix, etc.

“Soul Food”:

“The story centers on the trials of an extended Black American family, held together by longstanding family traditions which begin to fade as serious problems take center stage.”

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I also started watching Season 2 of “Man on the Inside” (Netflix) last night. I laughed out loud a couple of times, which is saying a lot for me, since with most new TV shows, I just don’t appreciate the writing styles at all anymore.

But this show is targeting an older audience, so a lot of the things they get right:

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Okay, so today, I will be with my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man and we will be going out for sashimi and sake! (And fortune cookies!)

We haven’t been there in about 2 weeks. They will wonder what happened to us!!

I will try to make the most of each of my shifts with him, because I really think I am going to simply retire from everything when the New Year comes around, gang. Even though the Agency knows I only want to work 25 hrs a week right now, they have texted me no less than 4 times in the last 24 hours, asking me if it is at all possible for me to pick up an extra shift…

I can see me “retiring” except for the 3 shifts with my Japanese man, and the texts from the Agency probably would just continue…

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Well, I think that’s gonna be it for today. I gotta get moving here and head to town.

Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys See ya!

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I have my retro boombox tuned to an Oldies FM radio station, and when I turned it on this morning, they were playing songs that were on the Top 100 in November 1975. (Yes, a mere 50 years ago…)

Not only did I know every word to every song they played (even the dreaded disco songs!), but in November 1975, I was still stuck in the mental hospital. So all the songs I heard this morning took me right back there.

Not the most joyful time in my life. But I did have a radio by my bed in there and I listened to it every night.

I leave you with this. This was playing while I made my bed this morning, and I knew every single solitary fucking word to it, even though I hadn’t heard the song in ages.

The Eagles. “Lyin’ Eyes”, 1975. From their massively popular album, One of These Nights. Enjoy, gang. (And let’s just be grateful that time passes.)

“Lyin’ Eyes”

City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man and she won’t have to worry
She’ll dress up all in lace and go in style

Late at night a big old house gets lonely
I guess every form of refuge has its price
And it breaks her heart to think her love is only
Given to a man with hands as cold as ice

So she tells him she must go out for the evening
To comfort an old friend who’s feelin’ down
But he knows where she’s goin’ as she’s leavin’
She is headed for the cheatin’ side of town

You can’t hide your lyin’ eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide your lying eyes

On the other side of town a boy is waiting
With fiery eyes and dreams no one could steal
She drives on through the night anticipating
‘Cause he makes her feel the way she used to feel

She rushes to his arms, they fall together
She whispers that it’s only for awhile
She swears that soon she’ll be comin’ back forever
She pulls away and leaves him with a smile

You can’t hide your lyin’ eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide your lyin’ eyes

She gets up and pours herself a strong one
And stares out at the stars up in the sky
Another night, it’s gonna be a long one
She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry

She wonders how it ever got this crazy
She thinks about a boy she knew in school
Did she get tired or did she just get lazy?
She’s so far gone she feels just like a fool

My, oh my, you sure know how to arrange things
You set it up so well, so carefully
Ain’t it funny how your new life didn’t change things
You’re still the same old girl you used to be

You can’t hide your lying eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide your lyin’ eyes
There ain’t no way to hide your lyin’ eyes
Honey, you can’t hide your lyin’ eyes

c- 1975 – Glenn Lewis Frey, Donald Hugh Henley

Yesterday’s 10-hr shift went really well, but I was still relieved when it was over. It’s such a long shift, gang. And the only time I sit and “do nothing” is when I’m eating my lunch… with one eye on the client the whole time, to make sure nothing goes wonky.

Anyway!

Today is going to be a very interesting day. After my shift, I have a phone conference with my accountant in NYC, to go over my prospects for being able to retire early next year.

I know I will have to live frugally for the rest of my life, but I think it will be worth it, just to be able to finally relax and focus on the half-finished writing projects, along with the new ones.

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All right, here’s this!

Tonight (UK time) on Soho Radio–

Jim Sclavunos has Warren Ellis as his guest!

You can access the show directly, HERE.

I listen to Soho Radio on an app on my iPhone. Either way, if you miss the live broadcast, you can always access a replay.

(Oh, Jim and Warren are musicians and members of the Bad Seeds, if you are unfamiliar with them.) (Jim’s radio show always has great music on it — and not the kind of music you will ever find posted here on the blog because he tends to play music that isn’t from 155 years ago…)

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And here’s this!!

“The Death of Bunny Munro” — the TV adaptation of Nick Cave’s novel — is finally available!! (If you get SkyTV in your area.)

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And here’s a bunch of other stuff!

Keith, backstage in Cleveland, November 16, 1981! (I was in NYC by then.)

Richard Hell, Johnny Thunders, and Sid Vicious!! (47 years ago??!! WTF!!!)

And if you saw my post the other morning regarding Billy Sheehan’s Instagram page–

From last night! (I love how his wife has autumnal placemats and napkins!! I am so into that stuff, gang.)

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Okay.

So, today I’ll be back with my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man! And the entire time since I last saw him (on Saturday) he was with one of his daughters. She flew in from Texas. She flew back out last night. But I know he had a great time being with her. He was so excited about her visit — and the prospects of spending time with her at the Japan Marketplace in Asian Town in Columbus (she is, of course, Japanese).

And I have to say, gang, I am still kinda up in the air regarding full retirement. I’m still sort of thinking I would keep my 3 shifts with my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man. I don’t want to just abandon him. But I do really want to retire…. we’ll see.

I think I’ll let the Agency and my accountant figure that one out for me.

Meanwhile, though, I will see him today. And take it one day at a time…

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So, yesterday, I subscribed to the Wonder Project channel on Amazon Prime. I’m very interested in seeing their content.

If you are a long-time reader of this lofty blog, you’ll know that during the lockdowns, ALL of my TV and film projects that were in development out in LA, evaporated overnight.

And 2 of those projects are African-American, faith-based projects. (Connected with Sandra.) So I’m curious if I might be able to re-think those projects. We’ll see. The agent that originally contracted them for development is still in the business, and so, of course, is Sandra.

But this is one of those reasons why I want to retire from everything else but the writing. This stuff requires a TON of time and focus.

Oh!

I saw this ad on Netflix last night!! I’m excited to see season 2. I really liked this show and the next season looks even better:

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Here’s this!

From Simcha Jacobovici — Jesus Had A Wife: the Evidence (8 mins):

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From Biblical Archeology–

Finding Jesus at Chorazin | Interview with archaeologist Achia Kohn-Tavor (24 mins):

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And that could be it for now, gang.

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

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Ironically!!

My driving-home-in-the-dark-and-pouring-down-rain listening music from last night!!

Another song from my wee bonny 12-year-old girlhood that I just loved!

Johnny Nash, “I Can See Clearly Now”. Enjoy, gang.

“I Can See Clearly Now”

I can see clearly now, the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day

I think I can make it now, the pain has gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is that rainbow I’ve been praying for
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day

Look all around, there’s nothing but blue sky
Look straight ahead, nothing but blue sky

I can see clearly now, the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone’re the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day
Gonna be a bright, bright sun-shining day
Gonna be a bright, bright, bright sun-shining day

c – 1972 Johnny Nash