Sunday, August 29, 2021

A Taste of Normalcy





The local art center here in Natick is the bomb! It's just a short walk from our 3rd floor condo unit down Main Street. They call it TCAN.

It's located in an old historic fire house. The lower level is the performing arts stage. Small venue, good seats, sound and lights. Not a bad seat in the house. And the concession stand serves local brew IPAs. The upper level is a movie theater.

On Thurdsay evening we watched the Anthony Bourdain documentary, Roadruner. Intense and thought provoking.

On Friday I enjoyed a Pousette-Dart Band performance. Who? said my daughter and son-in-law. Great band from the 70s. Great show. Had to show a Covid Vac Card and mask to get in. 

Have also seen the James Montgomery Blues Band and Mark Cohn.

A little Covid safe oasis. Almost feels normal...
 

Sunday, August 1, 2021

notes from the waterfront

 Bill lives at Dave's house, dates his mulato daughter... went to alternative school in Windham with Mikey... worked as a form carpenter, foundations, concrete. Drank too much, got hurt and started taking pain killers, moved onto Oxy, moved onto heroine, convicted of aggrivated assault on a drug dealer, spent 2 years at Warren. When he got out, found his girlfriend had left him, his friend had sold his vehicles, his tools had been stolen. Wants to get his head up, buy back some tools, get back to construction. Worked as a mover for awhile.

 Opened up to me on the second day. "Only people in Windham are Skinners and Rats... (pedophiles and snitches). Skinners do hard time. The other inmates abuse them. Brian was labeled a skinner because he stayed in his cell and read. "The inmates and the guards hated me and I hated them. Hard time."

 The brakes were fixed on the forktruck. Watching Skully do donuts with a full exacta of fish on the forks, skidding on the slimy floor, screaming like a cowboy on a bucking bronco, Ralph said, "Well Skully's got brakes. All he needs now are brains." 

Story about coaching Ralph to ask for a raise and how to deal with the rejection and the ultimate success when he got it. Story about Skully's tote. 

Sent down to spy on the competition. if they were receiving a pogie truck that was promised to us. sent to run an errand across town. felt like I had been promoted until I was told that I was the only one with a license... 

My position as a coffe bitch. Skully calls from his forktruck across the shop to ask me to bring him his coffe which is closer to him than to me. I threw up my hands in disbelief as the crew laughed, then I got him his coffee. Later when the crew was all around the desk I yelled across the floor to him and told him to bring me my soda... which was arms lenght from me on the desk... they all laughed. 

Skully was showing off his numerous scars and stitch marks. " 54 here from a bar bottle at Ricky's... 26 here from a pool que at Bubba's... 2 in my eye lid from a fist... Not to be left out I showed him my surgical scar on my neck from parotid surgery... He said, Where'd you get that..." I lied "Knife fight... New Orleans". My stock went way up...

Conversations with Craig

 Conversation with Craig. 

"I've worked down here on the waterfront for 30 years now. I don't know what normal is any more. This is the only place I feel comfortable... like I fit in my own skin. So when I get together with regular people I find myself thinking "What would normal people say in a situation like this?" I'll say "So, how's the family..." And then they go on and I try to look interested."

"Don't tell anyone I said that..."

my God

 My God is bigger than your God.

My God embraces all religions/philosophies; Christians, Catholics, Protestants, Fundamentalists, Mormons, Jehovah Witnesses,  Muslims, Hindus, Jews, Sikhs, Buddhists,  Atheists, Agnostics, Cosmismists, Darwinists ,New Age thinking, .... everyone, everything, every idea.  My God embraces scientists, sinners, sailors, sociopaths... all the s words and all the words beginning with every letter in the alphabet. Yes, even the homosexuals.

My God is bigger than infinity, stronger than Superman, smarter than the Singularity. And silent. My God is All That Is. It (not he or she; It is not made in our image or we in It's) does not hate, is not jealous, does not reward or punish, does not judge, doesn't care if I eat meat on Friday or recite the Apostles Creed. My God is Love, Compassion, Tolerance, Understanding, Acceptance, Forgiving, The Cosmic Consciousness, The Non-Random Force of the Universe. My God is not religious dogma, intolerance, controlling, political or Republican. My God does not take sides, establish right over wrong, protect the innocent from disaster or punish the guilty. My God is more than words, can not be understood. My God is seen and heard and felt in everything and in nothing.

My God is Life. My God is non-life. It flows through everything. It exists in the space between neutrinos and the Higgs-Boson particles and between the billions and billions of galaxies and among the infinite Universes and beyond that. It  lives in ETs, DNA, UFOs and in me.

My God is bigger than your God.