normally, i\u2019m at a very low ebb right about now. for some reason, though, i\u2019m not feeling too particularly wretched and horrible. at this one little moment anyway; this feeling could change without warning, i realize.<\/p>\n
maybe it\u2019s the fact that i have at least a couple of plans for the week that i\u2019m looking foward to. plus i\u2019m not in chicago where it is cold and windy and congested and everybody smokes. did i mention that? walking around, i felt like everybody was smoking. i thought that maybe it was just the smokers lurking in corners of buildings, workers who can\u2019t smoke inside. but then i noticed that lots of people walking around were smoking. i thought, well, most people in spfld drive in their cars, they don\u2019t walk, and so that\u2019s why it felt like everybody was smoking.<\/p>\n
but when i got back here, i\u2019ve been around people outside a little bit – people do occasionally venture out of their cars here, at least every once in a while – and there\u2019s not as much smoking here.<\/p>\n
i\u2019m printing out my latest flyer version of this column, wondering if anybody will bother to pick them up, wondering if there\u2019s really a point to doing it. i don\u2019t know if i mentioned the last time i took them around, or maybe it was the time before that – i was at the wienerdog, and this guy said to me, “oh, that\u2019s your shameless self-promotion, isn\u2019t it?” and he said it like three times at least, and i wanted to punch him. of course i\u2019ve never punched anybody, i rarely even raise my voice, and i just looked at him and sort of smiled. he did take a copy of each flyer that was there, and said he liked reading it, but i was so pissed off that he kept telling me that i was a shameless self-promoter. after i left, i wished i\u2019d told him that i\u2019m doing this because i think people ENJOY it, and if he doesn\u2019t want to read, THEN DON\u2019T, and i wanted to yell at him, but of course that\u2019s not my nature at all. oh well.<\/p>\n
oh, now i remember what i wanted to say tonight – i want to BE the wicked witch of the west. if you saw the play, you\u2019ll know what i\u2019m talking about. because in “wicked,” the wicked W. of the W. isn\u2019t bad, she\u2019s wonderful and strong and fabulous, but misunderstood. brave and good and she has a wonderful voice and great songs and i want to BE her. maybe in my next lifetime.<\/p>\n
i\u2019ve been realizing that i\u2019ve been focusing perhaps a little too much lately on who i\u2019d like to be in my next lifetime. trying to avoid thoughts of THIS lifetime, not doing a good job AT ALL of focusing on the fact that THIS lifetime is going on RIGHT NOW and if i don\u2019t pay more attention, i\u2019ll miss out on the whole darn thing.<\/p>\n
my friend gil said the book “wicked” wasn\u2019t any good, and i\u2019ve heard that from a couple of people, so i\u2019m glad they managed to make such an incredible musical out of it. <\/p>\n
it\u2019s supposed to get down to 40 tonight, which i\u2019m ignoring.<\/p>\n
that is all for now.<\/p>\n
ok then,<\/p>\n
grace who isn\u2019t the wicked witch of the west YET.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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