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.: 6.01.2012 

Let's Be Honest

"Of course, let’s be intellectually honest and admit that life has a tragic dimension. People will die unhappy. Some of us will not be able to rise out of whatever it is we are stuck in. Some of us will die senselessly in automobile accidents, others will be tortured by madmen, others will commit unspeakable crimes and get away with it, others will put guns to our heads and the trigger will jam...

To be equally honest, life has a miraculous dimension, and some of us will wake up one day and realize it’s not so bad after all, and our hormones will balance out or our neurotransmitters will start transmitting after being jammed, or we will eat the right carrot or see the right television infomercial and buy a juicer or get a crystal that cures us, and we will walk barefoot on the sunny streets of Santa Barbara believing that a fortune teller in Venice read our palm and everything is settled now, nothing to worry about, everyone is fine."

Cary Tennis

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.: 5.28.2012 

Soon Will Come August

(Melody totally ganked from AFP.)

Soon will come August
and the calendar will insist
that it's time to let it all go.
A cycle of pages,
sunsets and sun raises,
and I've lost a year in the flow.

Time's bearing down on me,
friends with sweet memory
and enemy to my lists and plans,
but I can't shake this sorrow.
Not today, not tomorrow and
not with these unprepared hands.

I miss you, I miss you,
I wish I could kiss you,
I wish I could just hold your hand.
I'm sorry for fighting.
I thought it was the right thing.
I didn't know what kind of man
you were.

I know you were trying
to live like we might be
friends at the end of all
and I think that we made it
or at least that we faked it
enough to fool both of our hearts.

And I would give anything,
gladly stop living if
I knew it'd bring you back;
give up this breathing and
give up repeating the
mistakes that threw us off track.

But it doesn't work that way.
I know it, you don't have to say
that neither science nor magic can make
sense of the loss,
of feeling sea-tossed.
and we'd better give as good as we take.

I miss you, I miss you,
I wish you could hear me through
the ether, across empty space,
but my only solace comes
when I acknowledge that
some day, I'll take your place.

And soon will come August
and summer will insist
that I start to let it all go.
A book full of pages,
grief that comes in stages
and I've lost a year in the flow.


"and when the wizard gets to me,
i'm asking for a smaller heart"
— AFP

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.: 5.26.2012 

Nice

Valium is nice.  I feel hollow.

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.: 5.23.2012 

Best line from a movie review, ever.

"I’m not claiming it’s aesthetically or sociologically valid to remake a French movie that already feels like a reheated Hollywood throwback, by the way. I’m saying it’s a cruel reality, like Dutch elm disease or Adam Sandler, and there’s no way to stop it."

Andrew O'Hehir

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.: 5.14.2012 

What Would I Do For A Klondike Bar?

I've decided to compile a list of all the things I want to do if I get laid off from the Day Job.  (This is a list in progress.)

  1. Make the Fuck book.
  2. Finish the Sexy British Man, Say My Name venture.
  3. Make the graphic novels, with or without Philip's help.
  4. Learn to sew.
    • Make an apron.
    • Make anti-dust-and-cat-hair panels for my epic orange shelves.
    • Make some clothes in the Lagenlook fashion.
    • Make a duvet cover for my comforter. (Not for my duvet. Because that would be silly.)
  5. Make my wisdom teeth into earrings and a pendant.
  6. Renovate the animal room.

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.: 5.10.2012 

Approaching Happiness

"You have a vast emotional memory. You have many desires. The fulfillment of desires is one way to approach happiness.

Of course, the Buddhists will tell us that desire is infinite and eventually our attempts to fulfill all our desires just result in endless quest to fulfill endless desires.

But fulfilling your desires is a start.

Have some ice cream."

Cary Tennis

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.: 4.25.2012 

Ennui

"First you lose your grandparents, then you lose your youth, then you lose your parents, and then you lose your life. It all goes according to plan. That is the best we can hope for.
...
I have happier days when I feel connected to God and all that crap. But this is the general state of my thoughts at the moment."

The Querent


"There is nothing to worry about. This is how life is — we go about our business at death’s elbow, suspended above an infinite chasm. Here we are, about to be transformed into something else.
...
Joy is a messenger. You will know what to do next by knowing what brings you joy. Wait to feel this joy. Follow it. It will lead you where you need to go. It might lead you to a sailboat or to a graveyard. Follow it."

Cary Tennis

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.: 4.20.2012 

Relationships

"...[I]f you are taught to make unilateral decisions in a relationship, then what you are really doing is invalidating the relationship and in the course of it invalidating the other.

The logic of it looks like this: If one is in a relationship then each person has a say. Ethically speaking, if one is in a relationship, one cannot make decisions about the relationship without the involvement of the other."

Cary Tennis

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.: 4.19.2012 

Freedom

"Freedom can be a source of anxiety. It necessitates constant decision-making, which can be exhausting. It’s hard work knowing that your life is your own and that your choices determine your happiness."

Cary Tennis

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.: 4.06.2012 

Update

I just wanted to say that since March 2011, I've lost 42 lbs.

Here's to another year and another 40.

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.: 3.29.2012 

Creativity

"How much can you give, socially and in the sphere of intimacy, before your creative life feels threatened? That seems to be the issue. Perhaps if you were honest with a prospective partner about the severe limits under which you operate—that you are first of all a creative creature, that your work demands your full devotion not just of time but soul, spirit, spit, sweat, skin—perhaps you could experiment with some limited forms of intimacy."

Cary Tennis

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.: 3.26.2012 

Diets

"I never wanted to be a woman on a diet. (I also never wanted to be a woman who cried easily, or showed people pictures of her cat. This did not work out as planned.)"

Sarah Hepola

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.: 3.20.2012 

Poor decision-making skills

"I love Wikipedia. I love its list of cognitive biases. My current favorite cognitive bias, which does not bear directly on your situation but bears more generally on all of human life since we first slimed up out of the primordial ooze, is the 'Dunning–Kruger effect: an effect in which incompetent people fail to realise they are incompetent because they lack the skill to distinguish between competence and incompetence.'"

Cary Tennis

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.: 3.19.2012 

Abandonment

"The paradox of personal change is that we are seeking something truly unknown to us. How can we seek something we cannot directly target? How can we go toward something if we don’t know where it is? We are simply required to set out. We reach a point where we are willing to be blindfolded and spun around. We flail about in the dark. We bump into things. But we find something if we keep going.

To reach that point where we are willing to seek what we don’t know, we may first have to accept that our thinking is exhausted and can take us no further. Eventually, in comprehending our own plight and our place in the universe, our thinking runs out. Our thinking cannot keep up with what is present right now; our thinking cannot track the many invisible particles shooting through us right now; our thinking cannot keep track of everything; it cannot comprehend the dazzling line of ancestors we arose from, back to those one-celled organisms that organized themselves in the sea and evolved and became complex and began to breathe. So we begin out of desperation. But it is a welcome desperation because it sets us on the necessary path.

It sounds like spirits and emotions but much of it is neuroscience.

...

My journey toward sobriety, I should mention, began not with concern about alcohol at all, but with a journey inward toward some mysterious pain. The quitting drinking only came later. First came the journey to the underworld. First came the shedding of skins."

Cary Tennis

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.: 3.16.2012 

Quick Update

I deleted my FB account today because of a privacy issue. I'm not sure if it's FB's fault or something I accidentally clicked, but I am super-careful about privacy on FB and if the mistake was that easy for me to make, it's not a service I want to use. Or, if they are going to randomly make my posts public, it's not a service I want to use. I just wanted to make sure for anyone who didn't see my status updates letting them know that I'm going that no, you're not crazy, I really did delete my account, and no, it wasn't because of any strange interpersonal drama. It was simply the last straw when it came to FB's increasingly ridiculous privacy issues/user interface.

As admin for The AntiCraft and Stitch 'n Bitch Lexington's Facebook pages, I am using the original FB account I created: that of AntiCraft Staff. I won't be adding friends or using it in any of the traditional FB ways, but I will be able to continue to admin those pages without any problem. Anything posted there is public, plain and simple, always has been.

It's all good, you can still get in touch with me via all those terribly old-school ways, like email, Skype, Google Plus, texting, and the superbly old-school phone call. (No guarantees that I will answer, but leave a voicemail if it's something important and not just "hey, wanna chat?")

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