{"id":319,"date":"2006-08-15T08:36:24","date_gmt":"2006-08-15T15:36:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=319"},"modified":"2006-08-15T08:52:34","modified_gmt":"2006-08-15T15:52:34","slug":"unnecessary-possessions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=319","title":{"rendered":"Unnecessary possessions"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I dreamed I was having lunch with an old friend and her mother and new daughter and she told me that she &#8220;cries every day&#8221; and I said &#8220;so do I&#8221; and then she lost it and said angrily &#8220;if he winds up with you I will never speak to you again&#8221; and I calmly looked her in the eye and said &#8220;you never have to worry about that happening.&#8221; Today sitting at the redlight and watching the man in question walk across the street I marvelled over how flesh and bone could cause me to lose all sense of myself and reason, I watched his every familiar motion, and thought is that all there is to a lover? <\/p>\n<p>L, man of no more mystery, called last night and whatever bubble of chemistry there was with him is popped for me &#8211; I realized I was summoning the passion from a former time to bear on those moments of intimacy with him and suddenly that wasn&#8217;t working for me. That and the fact that he may have shown too much of his cards &#8211; some of which was a degree of racism. I warned him before he took his comments further that I may look white on the outside but I&#8217;m all dark meat on the inside &#8211; Spanish Jew cloaked in a Catholic Irish demeanor &#8211; I told him he had an exotic sitting on his lap so watch out.  <\/p>\n<p>This morning in an effort to reassert myself to an early schedule I pushed on out to the bayou with the Bean and there was the Bayou Stone Fox &#8211; all smiles and dimples &#8211; running towards me, I stopped him and invited him to join us on August 29th for our commemoration on the footbridge. Cutie pie but he was standing so close and for a moment I thought I smelled alcohol on his breath &#8211; whatyagonnado? &#8211; it is New Orleans after all. <\/p>\n<p>This morning my horoscope &#8211; Taurus &#8211; said: Your common sense can help prevent you from accumulating unnecessary possessions &#8211; no action plan needed, I burned that man in effigy already and don&#8217;t have time for cads either. <\/p>\n<p>Going to try to get the canoe out this week weather permitting. Quote for the day: Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t let anyone rent free space in your head.<\/p>\n<p>LaLa technicality &#8211; the debate ensued over shower pans. The tilesetter &#8211; C &#8211; told me to get the plumber to put in the shower pans &#8211; he highly recommended copper and said to make sure the plumber put in a weeping drain and make sure the flange was glued onto the PVC or soldered to the copper pan. I called the plumber &#8211; L &#8211; and he said I haven&#8217;t used a copper pan in ten years, the rubber works fine. Then I called S &#8211; the contractor &#8211; who said they use fiberglass pans &#8211; the tilesetter said he can&#8217;t put tile on the fiberglass because it has a pitch &#8211; so he said I recommend the copper, it will last forever &#8211; do I need forever? &#8211; the plumber said it would be $2000 &#8211; good grief &#8211; so now it&#8217;s back to the rubber pan which is &#8220;passable&#8221; my elite tilesetter said. I have picked a 30+ year roof, and am aiming at a 100 year everything else but after a while you have to pick your battles &#8211; $2000 for two shower pans? &#8211; is that necessary, inquiring minds want to know. S called later in the day on his way to Portland for his second interview with BOORA and he said go with the rubber but S &#8211; the contractor &#8211; called back and said let&#8217;s see what his tilesetter said. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I dreamed I was having lunch with an old friend and her mother and new daughter and she told me that she &#8220;cries every day&#8221; and I said &#8220;so do I&#8221; and then she lost it and said angrily &#8220;if he winds up with you I will never speak to you again&#8221; and I calmly looked her in the eye and said &#8220;you never have to worry about that happening.&#8221; Today sitting at&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-319","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-main"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1kHSD-59","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/319","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=319"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/319\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=319"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=319"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=319"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}