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Day 4,130: Joy, We Are Going To Bed

Am I patriotic? What does ‘patriotic’ mean to me?

I am. I deeply believe in this country and the values that it stands for. The ideals. And when we fall short of those values and ideals, as we so often do, it’s why I stand up and criticize, or vote, or debate, etc.

I hold it as a self-evident truth, for example, that all men and women are created equal. So, no — you don’t get to treat someone who’s gay any differently from someone who’s straight. Nor do you get to turn a blind eye to or p...

Day 4,129: Uncuh Awah

Liz his home! The household rejoices. Genuinely, Joy and Cooper are sooooo happy. They were super excited when she first came home, and then immediately passed out on top of her afterwards on the couch. They miiiisssed her. I did, too.

We exchanged cards for valentine’s, and mine was a big hit. Always satisfying. As was the sad nuggie plush that I got for her. I ordered it all the way back before christmas (they were that deep on back order) and I almost forgot about it! But it came in just i...

Day 4,128: Robbers

Snacks is meowing outside the bedroom right now. We have this sliding glass door there, and he likes to post up on the little landing right outside it and meow for Joy to come outside. It’s late right now, but I’m just shutting everything down after podcasting, and me going out to my office got him all riled up. Joy is whining at me to go out. Not gonna work, babes, it bed time.

Coops continues to be on the mend, I think. I hope. He’s definitely energetic like normal, so that’s good. His eye ...

Day 4,127: Tempier

Busy day! Man…it was definitely a day that could have gone sideways with all the stuff I had to do, some of it unexpected work-wise (which is great, actually, because I’ve been slow at work)…but I handled it. Got up on time and handled it.

Writing was good. Legit good. I’m making progress once again. Whew! It’s banging, too. Some gooooood stuff coming. Even some stuff for the next book.

Then, I went down to the Abbot Kinney area and had lunch with a family friend, Gordon Lundy. We drank Do...

Day 4,126: Regulate

So much of writing books is figuring out how to do it when the routine is interrupted, which it always will be because there’s a whole-ass life to live outside of writing. I struggle with it. It’s not easy for me. But it’s imperative to know how to do.

I did good with it today. The disruptions were minor, certainly, but when I’m in such a precarious stage of the book-creation as I am right now, being in the outlining phase, even minor disturbances can shake me. Not today! They did at first, b...

Day 4,125: Infernal

So, there’s these Hong Kong cop thriller called Infernal Affairs about a crime boss who sends in a bunch of teenagers to train to become police officers and thus his moles…and a cadet who’s enlisted to become an undercover cop inside that same criminal organization. As things progress, the two of them become aware of each other, though they don’t know each other’s identities. Fun premise, right? Yeah…they adapted it here in the US as The Departed. This is the original. I started it tonight, didn...

Day 4,124: Steady

Amazing what can get done at a nice steady pace man. Do less more often. I’m reminded of that over and over and over again. Resistance has nothing on consistency. If you find consistency, resistance is out of tricks. Hard to get consistent, no doubt, but not impossible.

My reading. My writing. This wine spreadsheet. Yard work. It’s all conquerable with a nice steady pace.

That’s all I got tonight. Hope you had a killer Monday. I did. Night night.

Day 4,123: Blue Eye

Did you know that a shower in the afternoon is a top-notch indulgence? Apparently it is, because I took one today in the afternoon, as the sun was hitting our thin, little transom window that seemed like quite the indulgence itself when we added it to our renovation blueprints, but has turned out to be absolutely indispensable—it poured light into the shower with me, the yellow kind of late afternoon, just as we’re slipping into evening…and it was glorious. Good it felt good! Helped by the cooln...

Day 4,122: Kirb

Snacks is outside right now singing for Joy. Or me. Both of us, probably. He’s like “this is the time to get rowdy! Why aren’t you out here with me???” People with inside cats, I feel for you. Cats be crrraazzyyyy at night. All hyped up and whatnot. Dogs are great in that way: they sleep at night. Lucky us.

Coops’ eye is hurting him, poor bud. But he’s already been to the Doc yesterday and he’s got the meds he needs to be on the mend. An infection they said, which just happens with dogs who h...

Day 4,121: Bees?

A good writing day. Whew. Up on time, just like I thought I would. Wasn’t easy, getting out of bed, but it wasn’t hard, either. Just did it. And the writing was good. I can get this outline done soon. Couple weeks I think. Doesn’t matter how long, really. It’ll get done.

Work was slow. Slow week. I needed it though after being sick over the weekend. Hopefully it picks up a bit next week tho. We’ll see.

Podcasted with Josh. We watched Marnie, which isn’t very good. Couple crucial elements t...