Nah

[aleazk]

Take breaks every hour, do some exercise or get something to eat, it helps in my experience. I'm sure the effort will be worth it in the end.

Quite true. A couple of years ago, I used to have better habits regarding that, but they have been slowly deteriorating. Anxiety to make some actual significative advance in the seemingly endless pile of notes doesn't help either.

[aleazk]

Well, I certainly cannot disagree with that!

[Autumn Leaves]

No Pugg/Don Carlo, I don't give a shit, see 

You really should actually post here, you've been registered to this site since 2014 and now you just visit here to look at my posts. I don't care that you value my posts like they're biblical scripture but you could at least do the favor of pitching in sometimes Pugg 

I'm sure your opera knowledge would be valued around here.

I wrote a piece for you, the least you could do is acknowledge it, lol

But if you're going to be making sly references to me on TC, at least realize that you're not being clever and your not above me either. 

Member "Don Carlo" = "Pugg" from Talk Classical? - I wondered about the (strange) behaviour of this member a few times..
I thought they may actually have been an Alt. identity of one of the other members so I guess I was wrong.
He seems "normal" on TC - I wonder why he doesn't respond/talks gibberish on this forum?.
Was/is he giving you a hard time on the other forum Alien?.

[NikF]

The more I think about it, the worst thing that could happen to a human would be physical torture over a long span of time.

Otherwise you die? your wife/girlfriend dies? your parents die? you loose your job? you gain a new job? you get happy? you get sad/depressed? you get lonely?

Things both within and outside of your control happens all the time, it's just life.

The former are things I almost feel a duty to attend to.
The latter aren't worth worrying about and so I don't worry about them, but I can control how I react to them.

Right now it's time for a walk to the park with a book and a carton of milk and take it from there. 


e: Rain stopped play
So the amended order of the day is -

Shave head.

Prepare (and start to cook) braised beef with red onions.

Polish shoes, probably while listening to recordings of 'Hancock's Half Hour' radio show.

[aleazk]

As a human ( ) it's one of those things we have to come to terms with. I'm highly cynical (and occasionally nihilistic) but the absurdist, which is my true self; can't help but see the stupidity and nonsensical nature of things.

Today, I experienced the ultimate medical crisis resulting into hysterical irony and think I've had a metaphorical brick smashed to my face. I feel like I am a different person completely between yesterday and today.

I'm not a Queen fan but the lyrics "Nothing really matters, anyone can see" keep resonating strongly with me right now, life is fucking pathetic, stupid, sinister, evil, dark, childish (yes, many adults are still kids inside), ironic, chaotic, aimless, abstract and so different from the way we choose to construct the way we see it in our minds. 


People are stupid, the internet is just a projection of the internal stupidity in our minds that we don't necessarily express directly in person, in real life.

Take it easy, Alien!  that bit*h, life, doesn't deserve that much attention, she's a c*nt! 

[NikF]

Friday night at the gym. I'm sure I've mentioned before that the majority of people there are young guys seeking the pump and a way to maintain it while they're clubbing. As a result of my training style and my diet (but mostly my age!) I keep it a long time and on top of that I'm as vascular as hell. Years ago I lived in a part of the city that was mostly creative types, students and student nurses. That's when I discovered that bulging veins are pr0n for the latter group.

Anyway, home now, fed (spinach and ricotta cannelloni from the deli) and watered (Chilean Sauvignon Blanc left by my ex) and I'm about to take up an invitation to spend the evening across the road watching a film with my lovely neighbour and her friends. They're all charming, but undoubtedly little twits and so the movie we watch will need to be one that presents them the opportunity to gasp in the most exaggerated manner as often as possible.

[Karl Henning]

On the Red Line headed homeward. Mamochka sent a message advising me that there is critical need of two large eggplants, and coffee. I just managed to avoid earnest rainfall in Boston; I'll have to take my chances in Lexington and Woburn. I do have me brolly.

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[NikF]

While not a full blown hangover I woke feeling less than 100%. Last night I think we all drank more than usual. Anyway, as a cure I went for a slow run towards the park but felt exhausted before I got there.

I've been invited to this performance in Edinburgh today:

https://tickets.edfringe.com/whats-on/after-4-over-the-moon

[NikF]

On the Red Line headed homeward. Mamochka sent a message advising me that there is critical need of two large eggplants, and coffee. I just managed to avoid earnest rainfall in Boston; I'll have to take my chances in Lexington and Woburn. I do have me brolly.

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Boston subway? Our subway is approximately the size of a child's model railway that takes about 30 minutes to run around in a complete circle.



Boston is a part of the US I've never visited but often read about. It also looks like the sort of place that wouldn't let me in...
...huh, I don't care because I'm off to the gym, despite the weekend's Edinburgh International Festival shenanigans now manifesting in almost a lethargic outlook. So time for a cup of tea, half an hour or so Gerry Mulligan with Stan Getz, then I'll be ready and prepared to lift heavy stuff overhead, including my mood.

e: at the last moment I took a pair of bag gloves the same weight as my usual sparring gloves - 16oz - to the gym and after dumbbell chest and shoulder presses I worked the heavy bag and made it dance (which while a valid part of bag work is kind of a gimmick and easy if you know how) and felt okay throughout. Then a walk home including brief shelter from light rain while picking up some vegetable chow mein. Up the hill and the workout more apparent in the back of my thighs. Heavier rain. Did I leave the gate open? The exterior of my house is painted white but just now appears to encompass a range of grey(s) that would f-ck with the best efforts of Archer and Adams combined.

[kishnevi]

FYI  a schematic of Boston's subway/streetcar system, not including the bus routes which ramify in all directions.
If you look close enough:  the Fenway and Yawkey stations are the general location of Fenway Park, home of the Red Sox, the JFK/UMass stop represents the Kennedy Museum and Presidential Library. The hospital where I was born is in the general vicinity of Longwood Medical on the Green Line.


But fret not. The place I have lived in all my adult life has a mass transit system that is pitiful even by Glasgow standards.

[Karl Henning]

Checking over my right shoulder, I see that I took the snap while we were stopped at Harvard Station.

[NikF]

FYI  a schematic of Boston's subway/streetcar system, not including the bus routes which ramify in all directions.
If you look close enough:  the Fenway and Yawkey stations are the general location of Fenway Park, home of the Red Sox, the JFK/UMass stop represents the Kennedy Museum and Presidential Library. The hospital where I was born is in the general vicinity of Longwood Medical on the Green Line.

Yeah, that's a real transit system. Whenever possible and weather permitting I tend to walk everywhere, but the public transport option is one I appreciate.

Checking over my right shoulder, I see that I took the snap while we were stopped at Harvard Station.

Can't read that on this tiny screen. I need to see stuff on a monitor.
Really, I should get around to having the computer components I bought the taken out their packaging and assembled, although it'll probably be obsolete by the time I find a new house.

[Karl Henning]

It's just the -ARD which is visible . . . The sight of the map (which our Jeffrey so kindly provided) did set me to wondering just where I had taken the snap.  You'd think I might remember but, well, I try not to sweat the small stuff.  And why should I give that trivial detail free rent in my brain, when I can just consult the photo?

[BasilValentine]

Yesterday I ended up at an impromptu eclipse party on the summit ledge of a peak in the Adirondacks. My lady friend and I came unprepared but another couple arrived a few moments later with special glasses, contraband, and a pipe to smoke it in. A moment later a doctor and his wife arrived. We all shared the glasses while basking on the rocks. Turns out the doctor had sung in the chorus at the U.S. premiere of Shostakovich's 13th Symphony. I sang the chorus's first couple of phrases from the first movement. Descending just past the peak of the eclipse the quality of light was striking — like sunset light but at the wrong angle. Strange, beautiful day.

[Karl Henning]

Thumbs up!

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[NikF]

Almost every day I wake around the same time, about 06:00. No matter when I went to bed, I wake at six. Usually before getting up I invest a few minutes in taking slow, deep, controlled breaths, but I'm on my feet by 06:30 at the latest, just as I am right now as I'm looking out the window and it's dull, dreich, and threatening to rain, still, good morning to you.

Back day at the gym today. I could really cut my three days a week at the gym down to two days, but it fills time by keeping me occupied and so reducing the likelihood of my standing around street corners and alternately leering or sneering.

But today will mostly be a tale of two ladies. The first is my accountant who I've an appointment with. She's kind of an old lady now and I think the only reason she hasn't retired yet is because she enjoys sighing while sadly shaking her head over me. The second lady is one who arrives driving a little van and takes away all my t-shirts and chinos and bed linen and stuff and - what happens next is amazing and truly wonderful - hours later returns with it all clean and ironed. Clearly, a magical happening. Actually, this should be a tale of three ladies with the third being the younger (late 30s? early 40s?) sister of the laundry lady, who whenever I've gone in to the laundry always takes her glasses off as soon as she sees me coming. Maybe she thinks she looks better without them and so wants to appear more attractive to me? Or perhaps she finds my features uncomely and so tries to blur out my ghastly visage, lest they affront and send her down with the vapours?

No, today should really be the tale of four ladies, with the fourth being my auld granny, who if she were still here would be horrified and berate me for not doing my own laundry.

[Omicron9]

Starting my 4th cup of hot organic green tea.

[Karl Henning]

Hot green tea is my second beverage every weekday.

[Omicron9]

Hot green tea is my second beverage every weekday.

And what is your first?   

[Karl Henning]

And what is your first?   

My wife and mom-in-law, being artists, keep later hours than can I, what with my reporting in to The Man every morning My mom-in-law very thoughtfully makes a carafe of coffee in the French press last thing at night (well, I am asleep by then, so last thing at night is a figure of speech).  I don't know that it really wakes me up by virtue of the caffeine, but starting the day with a warmed-up cup of coffee, I find good comfort food.  A most agreeable ritual.


First thing I get to the office, I put the kettle on, and brew a cup of green tea;  another most a. r.