December 24th, 2013

2013, cyd, new

so, um, yeah, thick quilts it is for me.

i am surrounded by cookies! not as many fit into the tins as i thought would. so i gave doc a big bag with all five kinds (mint m&m, toffee chip, chocolate chip oatmeal, snickerdoodles, and chocolate chocolate chip) and some smaller sandwich bags to distribute them with and a box of cheap xmas cards. he doesn't celebrate the holidays, so he doesn't think about stuff like that. but he's been there for 5 years now, he is known, and he has been getting xmas cards. and i'm going to pack up another tin for the family around the corner that doc and Chewy have befriended. the man who drove the table top home for doc when doc found it in the guy's trash.

and the best thing? i'm all cookied-out. i can't even imagine eating another cookie. i'll give it a couple of days.

i'm sitting here trying to work up the inspiration to walk over to my rucksack, get out my copy of "Go Ahead, Eat the Daisies" and pick a couple of pieces to read. i'm bored with myself right now. i don't want to read my words or hear my voice. i spent an hour and a half and four software applications making that silly post last night. and then the link didn't work. it does now. it took me three applications to get the mic turned up to a decent level. the fourth was the magic one, that's the one that let me record and encode. i still have to work on the editing bit. i read that damn post 19 times, recording it each time. and it wasn't to get a smooth cut. this isn't a nature documentary, i'm not looking for flawless, the tics and hesitations in my speech are part of who i am. it was just to get an audible cut without a lot of background noise.

aside from the lisp issue, i'm pretty happy with it. happy enough to continue. there's one thing nagging me about the lisp, as i just said to a poster, it has a Jodie Foster quality to it, so i don't entirely hate it. but i don't want to get attached to it, either. it is a direct result of my missing teeth and when i get them replaced in the future, the lisp will go away. i don't want it to be a hook, a thing. that's why i asked if it was glaring. i don't want it to be too much a part of my speech . . . so much so that it will be missed. because people, i can talk a good game, but i don't know if i'm willing to go viral with this jack-o-lantern grin. and yes, my goal is to go slightly viral, like a thousand people . . . that would be incredible. a cult following, if you will. not cult as in religion gone awry, but cult as in underground.

i think my "hook" will be never appearing on moving camera live. not until i have teeth, and let's face it, when living paycheck to paycheck, a $20,000 dental bill is a long way off. i will be on radio, podcast, non-video Skype . . . but no youtube, no video casts, no tv. i'll keep my youtube presence to video compilations of still of me and things i have photographed.

you know what? i'm fucking cold again. i'm going to cuddle up with my dog under a thick quilt and put off the poetry reading to tomorrow. i'd been turning the heat up to 76 and we ended up with an $80 gas bill. yikes! so, um, yeah, thick quilts it is for me.
2013, cyd, new

i was wondering . . .

i won't do it on cam, like they used to do on, but i would read a book on audio . . . if there's a book, or a part of a book that you think you would like me to read, chat me up at we'll look into it. when i move my books over to a new publisher, i'm probably going to read every fucking poem in them and release them on CD and as mp3. at that point i will start torrenting and seed them constantly so you can download them easily.

so yeah, i'm definitely going to be moving the books from Lulu to the affiliate, their name escapes me. that will involve massive editing to "Go Ahead, Eat the Daisies" . . . as far as punctuation goes. i had a hell of a time reading those fuckers. they all need punctuation, and i have to remove the poem that appears twice. so if you want a rough copy that won't be available again, before i clean it up for the masses and redesign the cover art, go to it. the link is in the previous entry. just to let you know, i do make a bit of profit on this one, but still not as much as you'd think. if i get any coupon codes in the new year, i will pass them along to you, so you may want to wait a couple of weeks. if you want one, but want it autographed, let me know, i've figured out a way we can work it out so that you won't have to pay any more than if you bought it straight from the Lulu site. you paypal me, i order it for you, sign it and send it to you. same price. i'm not George Takei, i won't charge $60 for my autograph. it's not that polished.

oh, yeah, it's morning. morning of xmas eve. ! !! !!!!!!! wow, we are here at last, aren't we? only a week until the new year, but here it is, the fat man's day.

i need to get the butter out for snickerdoodles, i will be giving all the ones i have made away. the smoked pork ribs from Omaha Steaks (thank you mom and dad Reese!) are thawing in the fridge. i have the half and half for the mac and cheese (cream makes it too rich) and three packets of cornbread mix. doc has decided if it's cold, he will bake the ribs and finish them in the broiler, instead of grilling them. whatever, he's the hunter, he's the meat guy. however he wants to do it, i will be making mac and cheese and cornbread and setting the table.

i was going to open one present tonight, but since i unpacked the paint stuff and then decided wrapping it for 36 hours would be wasteful, i won't. i'll just stare at the paints. maybe i'll take them out and play with them on the dining room table. i have an altered book out on the table that i can play in. a lot of half finished pages that could use some painted accents to finish them up.

i'm on cam right now. sitting at my new-ish recycled coffee table, listening to xmas carols on my youtube playlist, dig it if you can, i hand picked this stuff, there's 60 some songs. no crap in there at all, and some things you may not have heard, or may have forgotten about. i recommend it for everyone. i've been working on this particular playlist for about 7 years, diligently chasing down vocalists and choirs and symphonies to get the perfect mix. consider it my xmas gift to all of you, a heartfelt playlist that will bring you closer to the Holiday Spirit.

Felix has been chasing and cornering and harrassing and bullying Lelu lately, i don't know why. i've been letting her fight her own battles, but yesterday i used the water bottle to spray the hell out of him multiple times as he did it and he finally left her alone. i guess she got the message i was on her side in this, because when he started to corner him today, she jumped over him (! at 15, no less, that cosequin is working, by god), and ran over to me and lay down next to me. he left her right alone. and she doesn't give me a lot of love.

it's 7am. doc will be home in three hours, if he doesn't get out early because holiday. i suppose i could shred the cheese and cook the maccaroni in prep for dinner. i could make the cornbread, too. that way all we have to do is heat the bread, make the sauce for the mac and bake it and bake the ribs while the mac cools.

then i think, with the leftover mac, i will chill it and cut it into small bits and bread it and deep fry it. i love deep fried mac and cheese. and i use my leftover rack of ribs (because i know i won't consume the whole pound of ribs in one sitting with other stuff), to make pulled pork. i think i spied some extra bbq sauce in the back of the one cabinet. which reminds me i need to dig through the baking cabinet and find the honey, if we have any. i want to make honey butter for the corn bread. nom nom nom.