Register to vote! People without government issued photo ID, start working on it NOW! No birth certificate? Take the family bible and/or baptismal papers, family death certs, whatever docs you have and enlist the help of your county vital records, your ministers, the league of women voters, social workers to build your paper trail. With what ever you got, military records, SS cards, you can use these to document yourself in layers to strengthen applications to get increasingly official id for getting a state photo ID. After you register check to make sure it "stuck" and again a month or two before an election to make sure your party hasn't been switched and other "errors". The powers that are in charge are doing their damnedest to suppress voting so make sure you protect and secure your right to be heard!
It has been a good week for walking around in the woods. I found a ten spot, saw John Waters and then a mud puppy in the stream. Today I got soaked. It was raining when I saw this obviously crippled but aristocratic Chair by The Side of The Road.
I woke up a little wobbly and blue. But sitting listlessly on the sofa, the sunlight through the window with birdsong and cathedral bells got my attention. Today the outside temperature was 70°. My arthritic hips took me out for a walk down the wooded trail at the end of my street. At the old Wyndhurst Station I seized control of a gym playing Pokémon and went on to collect a number of newly released characters. I also enjoyed running into friends. Across the street from my house, the door to the car barn was open so I poked my head in to ask if I could look at the collection. At the end of the row my eyes were bathed in the gleam of a polished 1956 silver Jaguar XK140 convertible like this;
I've been having some challenging days of late. Monday I went bright and early to get a CT scan, despite having thrown up most of the barium they gave me to drink in preparation. They ran me anyway and no cats were found lurking in my interior darkness, but the nausea remained for the rest of the rest of the day and into Tuesday. I'm still sorting my stomach out today...going slow with a chicken and brown rice slurry. Iced water and other fluids are keeping me afloat until I find my feet. The good that comes out of this is that I never again have to attempt toleration of this vile concoction. The bad news is that there are equally loathsome substitutes for next time. I felt strong today, well enough to run down the street and give our postal carrier a belated Valentine.
So called because one is tempted to take snoozing lessons from a cat. Yesterday evening I hostesseered an opening reception for my solo exhibition at Captain Larry's (bar and grill). It was well attended and I had a lovely time with my friends, old and new! Particularly enjoyable was discussing process and practice with a former printmaking instructor from the art school. He was quite enthusiastic about the blend of wood cuts on collage. He gave me a few items to think about, too. Mostly, I wanted the show to amuse and entertain because, well, lighten up folks!