Later today we are joining chums for hors d’oeuvres, cocktails, and the theatre. I should be taking a nap, or I will fall asleep in the show before the first song is sung. But I am wide awake. It is hard enough for me to nap but Saturday afternoons are more difficult. As soon as I lie down my mind nags me with all the things I could be doing. After five long work days, the precious weekend hasn’t a moment to waste – or so my mind goes. At least I get to write an entry. If I fall asleep in “Hairspray” so be it. I know how it ends.
Life is prosaic: I do my job, exercise, try to loose weight; try again. There are a few shirts in various stages of completion. Someone found his long lost glasses. Harper seems slower in the 100 degree days. Various house chores are started and completed in time for new ones to arise. Just Life. One of my favorite songs is “Life Song” by Mason Williams. It is only 30 seconds long:
Isn’t Life beautiful?
Isn’t Life gay?
Isn’t Life the perfect thing
to pass the time away?
And the answer is ‘yes’.
There is nothing noteworthy down in the appointment book for the month of June, which is all right, for July and August look to be jam-packed and fun-filled (if not exhausting). It is hard to imagine one month hence we will be in Alaska, hiking and kayaking. I need to get out my books on the Pacific Northwest and read up on the history, geography, and culture of the region. I recently ordered a nature book on “The Grizzly: Bears of Alaska”. If I am going to be consumed by a bear on one of the day-hikes, I want to be at least informed as well as consumed. I was going to order another type of “The Bears of Alaska” book, but it won’t be that sort of holiday*. Part of me wants to forgo the usual habit of having every element of a holiday planned out and well-researched. Perhaps I should just ‘show up’ and see what happens. So long as there is ample salmon (no rubbish), some decent wine and bourbon, a few good books, and internet access, I think I will be content.
*Well, not planned any. Who knows what The Fates will provide? 
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June 2, 2012 at 5:31 PM
ronzorro
No doubt that you would be a tasty tidbit for a bear but I hope your trip is safe and exciting. It is always good to break the daily routine and get a different perspective on life. You look good in the wild. Looking forward to some new spiffy profile photos in the great outdoors. Any chance you’ll be passing the Palin household or are they settled in Arizona now?
June 2, 2012 at 10:50 PM
Erik Rubright
I learned a new word today thanks to you! “Prosaic”. I had to Google the definition of it.
Out of curiosity, aren’t prosaic lives what most people long for? Isn’t it those moments in between all the long prosaic bits the ones we remember anyway?
June 3, 2012 at 2:42 AM
Mitchell Block
I love the tie!
Keep working out; grizzlies prefer fat (or so I’m told).
I know what you mean about napping, but since coming to Spain, siestas have become a way of life (now my mind just nags me through the night).
June 3, 2012 at 2:56 AM
wfregosi
I suspect our boat may lack internet access until it docks in the occasional marina that offers free WiFi.
June 3, 2012 at 5:54 AM
Shawn
I honestly believe you will not have a problem in the slights finding ample Salmon (no rubbish)
June 3, 2012 at 6:09 AM
truthspew
June is chock-a-block full for me. NetRoots Nation 2012 is next week, Gay Pride Providence the week following, NYC Pride a week or so after that. Plus there’s Providence Geeks and DC401 meetups, WBNA Block Party, And then it rolls into July when someones has a birthday the very first day and a good friend of mine was born on the 4th of July.
After the 4th it sort of goes a little fallow but the engineering bug is hitting me today. I ordered the chisel tip and tweezer tip for my soldering station. I’m looking to design and build a few things.
June 3, 2012 at 6:09 AM
truthspew
And completley forgot, I’ve got a few books to read too. So not a wasted summer at all.
June 3, 2012 at 1:08 PM
Rick
It’s damned if you do or don’t in regards to vacation planning. I don’t like having everyday planned out for me yet I have been when I know I wasted ample time and opportunity. I’ve learned if all I want is to sleep in that I might as well stay home.
I hope those bears eat you till you’re satisfied or till they are.