100% Full Again

Thought I might have something to say this day, this gift of a day, after waking at 5am. But no. Instead I got to deal with the monotonous, tiresome chore of cleaning up log files and freeing space on this web server. I should...

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Thought I Did It Again

I was just remembering, yesterday, a time I played piano for a bunch of singers at a Christmas concert in Brooklyn. With rehearsals and practice time I was involved with this production for about a month. Every step of the way...

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Love

Love is about lies. Love is fantasy, malapropisms, and outright lies. I have made a new fundamental change to my diurnal routine. It involves that part of the day which saw the last major and significant change to my routines....

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Trying to be positive

It’s amazing what a difference even a smattering of contact with a new-to-me human being has on my disposition. A couple of YT comments had me bounding from this place, facing the world like a conqueror. Just as abruptly...

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Bread

Someone dumped a bunch of bread on the sidewalk. I took a bunch of pictures of it.

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Huge swath

Somehow a huge swatch of text matter evaporated from a previous posting, in which I dictated most of the text whilst walking past an ex’s house, patrol-like, as I do virtually every single day. She is no love lost. Just a...

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missing

So many things go missing. Memory is a bastard peris (that was supposed to be ‘period’) a bastard. Rummaging through hundreds even thousands of old photos photos last night I turned up a squall of images I completely...

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I hate myself

I mean why else would I photograph myself in front of a bunch of urinals? This is enough to get...

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moments

I do not remember them. So many of my minutes blacked out. I don’t even want to save them and I am one who wants to save everything.

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1,866

Woke up and wrote over 1800 words for a story inspired by a dream I had but also based on real-life experiences. A woman I used to know was in love with intelligence. She claimed the most physically repulsive person alive could...

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Scared Her Off

I think it was my 12-letter words and big ambitions. She’s a simple sort, poor (like me), with no desires to do anything but sit at her desk 11-12 hours a day. Her voice is oddly shrill for such a timid creature. We did...

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Almost Nuked All My Piano Music From YT

Lately I’d been sending audio of my Piano Practice Room Radio stream with live video of my streaming Astoria webcam showing the street outside. Unlike the streaming webcam you see in that previous link the video that goes...

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Made it Through

Made it through to another morning. Cloudy, overcast, a bird squawking outside. I crushed my first spotted lanternfly a  couple of days ago. I thought I got it on video but I did not. I first spotted one on Amsterdam Avenue,...

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Mustard

Finally finished arguing with myself about what happened to the mustard. At this point it seems I’ll never know. Somehow, in the last 48 hours, a bottle of mustard purchased just a couple of weeks ago vanished. That makes...

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Trying other mapping things

So much time wasted following instructions on how to accomplish certain tasks, those instructions wrong, inaccurate, deliberately incomplete as if the true currency of our interaction is wasted time.

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Sit Down

How many times do I sit down, say to myself “Say something”, then say nothing?...

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Fresh Porn on the LinkNYC Kiosks

There is no off-switch on this genius machine. I can still get to pr0n over LinkNYC. Aces to me. This image from today, 10/8/2021. Aces… Yeah, right…   Scroll down and then click if you really need to see...

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Face Time

Just rummaging through some old pictures, looking for something specific but finding other things....

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KML From June 28 2016, et al.

Just pulling out old KML files at random. No meaning to this first one, from June 2016. I will probably do a walk like this on Monday or Tuesday, for a trek to the 181. I had a USB 3 hub+card reader sent there when I should have...

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A Beautiful Bridge

It’s the 39th Street overpass connecting Astoria to Sunnyside, over Sunnyside Yards. At the end is a Descanso for someone killed in a crane collapse nearby.

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Got a Little Lost in Jersey Today

I like getting lost. A little bit. Until it becomes monotonous. I made it over to Orange, NJ, today, to scout out what payphones might survive. I don’t know the town at all but, as expected, I found a few. I expected more...

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Garbage of the Day

As satisfying as it seems to get a bunch of junk out of the closet it seems the pile of garbage never recedes. Today I piled up another heap of useless electronics. A virtual reality headset none could ever use again. A no-name...

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Triggers

A former friend and I had to part ways over a disagreement over triggers. Alcohol triggers. The conflict revolved around LinkNYC, and how the CityBridge consortium behind it deliberately chose to ignore a city mandate banning...

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Stream This

Got into a long-and-drawn-out exchange with someone last week. The discussion concerned webcams,...

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Day 2. Or Still Day 1?

Got through it OK, wanting a beer but not doing it. I managed to stock up on beer and vodka the day before making this decision to lay off. Is it possible 1:35pm, Thursday, September 16, 2021, was really my last ingestion of...

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I Think I Can Do It

I can stay sober. I can be my old self again, whatever that was. I guess my “old self” had more ability to concentrate on work and getting things accomplished. I can do that now but the sprawl of what I could or...

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1:35pm Today, September 16, 2021

I knew a woman whose blog’s tagline was “Today is the day. I know I say that every day but really, today is the day!” I’ve been saying it every day for longer than I can remember. Sometimes I ask it as a...

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No Sooner

No sooner do I consider tearing this place down — this website, that is, not this physical roof over my head — I find myself distraught and vulnerable upon discovering something amiss with its innards. A database...

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Another Day

Yesterday was not intended to be one for an epic 10+ mile long walk, but that is what it turned out to be. I had planned to make a quick there-and-back to Forest Hills to hear the carillon at the Queen of Martyrs church on...

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Woke Up Feeling Alright

Slept well. Had some wicked dreams, too bad I can’t remember much about them. One passage involved an ex-girlfriend berating me for wearing a hat that she felt did not communicate proper sartorial etiquette. It...

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Batter Up

This mind is like a batting cage. Words from across my life, words of mine, words of others, come at me. I deflect them. I try, at least. Names of important lovers seem to come in hardest, fastest. Facial tics of my mother, the...

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iSpy On Myself

I’ve tried countless webcam and surveillance softwares. This one was called iSpy, an open...

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For The Boy

Sitting on an expensive chair, bare feet not touching the floor, feeling like the little boy I am and always will be, even after I’m gone. There will be no man gone. Only The Boy. That is what my mother called me....

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“Games Women Play” (1970) (Sanitized)

A long time ago, an a Usenet far, far away, I downloaded a shit-ton of porn from the so-called “golden age” of the 1970s and 1980s. One of them turned out to be Games Women Play, a 1970 film which includes an...

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