20 Mar 2014, 10:08am
Thirteen Thursday

Flock of Flack or Lacks of Locks

Thursday chunked into 13 bits with a bunch of people each doing their own twist.

  1. sometimes with blogging, or conversation, or any writing, there’s an almost infinite number of directions any one point could go.
  2. and after a pause, any possible point.
  3. there seem to be invisible prescribed rules that everyone denies except for the thumbnail of assumptions.
  4. arbitrary rules cultivate stick-it-outness past the obvious stop-points—for example, I can’t stop my to-do list until I make it to the last of the 32 lines on the page. sub-tasks count. as does: remember to make lunch.
  5. the brain might try to take a conservative route and get fancy parking points for linking and looping back or smoothly hocketing forward making a third entity that is neither speaker’s intent or perhaps even interest but trying to create the commonality so further talking can be established. which is good but Potentially More Complex aka Over-thought and Over-wrought Than Necessary. If interlocutor is giving scorecards for finesse that are making you tetchy, maybe time to call fowl (cluck, cluck), or say dance card says I go to that person now.
  6. subject navigation can be stressful unto silence, awkwardness, spiral of banal, inane, or dear heavens, weather.
  7. please not weather.
  8. and yet we can survive even the mildest and harshest of weather and just take a breath and plunge forward anyway.
  9. plans are smoothest when retroactive anyway. 😉
  10. soooo, what were we saying? coyotes, oil baddies
  11. did you see the city is posting by-laws on some lightposts. can’t say you didn’t have access.
  12. I’m making a twitter habit of incorporating into the subject other species. tiresome to be about human, human, human all the time.
  13. I’ve got a lot of readings and workshops coming up in April but expect to get it all squared and set before Versefest hits town on Tuesday.
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