What are you thinking now?

[jazzbo]

I'm thinking it's hard to be far away from the ones you love.

What's in your noggin?

[Chuck Nessa]

I was wondering just how self indulgent I could be.

[paul secor]

In line with being self indulgent, I'm wondering how difficult it will be to sleep through the night.

[Matthew]

Leaving for a trip tomorrow, so I am thinking how much I hate to travel.

[Free For All]

I'm thinkin' Arby's.

[Chuck Nessa]

So big you have to squeeze 'em to eat 'em.

[JSngry]

I'm a do-er, not a thinker...

And come to think of it, make mine a Dewar's!

[Chuck Nessa]

Influenced by Mr Threadgill no doubt.

[JSngry]

"Why not?" that's what I'm thinking now. And boy, are there a lot of reasons. Almost as many as "Why?"

[Uncle Skid]

Coincidentally, I'm drinking a Dewar's right now. "I'm thinking" I should probably cut back a bit... but that hasn't done much good yet, at least not tonight.

I'm also thinking I'm in love with Margo Timmins. Her aging (along with the rest of us) has made her even more beautiful.

Bread And Wine

Isn't It a Pity

These two thoughts are not necessarily related!

[jeffcrom]

What am I doing what again, now?

[Van Basten II]

Why the hell am I posting in this thread ?

[papsrus]

I'll need to think about this.

[Jazzmoose]

I need to turn this off and get back to work.

[Dave James]

I'm thinking about why Jerry Garcia's voice died about 15 years before he did.

[Bright Moments]

it's late . . .

[jazzbo]

I don't have to think about how self-indulgent I am, I know that I can and will be very self-indulgent. Perhaps Chuck is hinting at that, well I already had that message. Perhaps this tread is a sign or part of that, perhaps not.

I'm thinking this morning about how grief is a long and slow process with no finite end. And how part of me wants to cling to the remaining steps of the process, doesn't want to be fully through. That's why I have several rooms full of things that I find it hard to clear and clean out. I know I must. But I postpone and prolong.

Which all makes me think of the fragility of our existence, and how every minute can be precious. Which makes me want to invest in every hour, to have the environment that I want with the most important person and persons. That poses a difficulty for me as the most important persons are in two camps, 1400 miles apart. And I'm in a separate camp, not set up as I'd like it. Thinking and fretting over silly things are taking the place of more important things in my life, little privacy and security issues: I'm not sleeping as well because my bedroom door has to be closed, I'm not seeing someone as much as I'd like to because of privacy issues, I'm not looking for a job because I'm afraid I may have to spend months out of town in the near future. I've been thinking about how I let myself be trapped in between decisions and actions and how silly it is.

I've just been thinking about how I come up against that wall and how to break through it. If this follows my usual course, I'll find a way soon, I'm in the process, I think.

I think.

Okay, thanks for letting me indulge in that.

Edited May 6, 2011 by jazzbo

[jazzbo]

I'm thinking about why Jerry Garcia's voice died about 15 years before he did.

So you're thinking of heroin and other chemical dependencies?

It's a real shame. His was such a stunning intellect. He had real insight beyond the veil of the ordinary and routine.

it's late . . .

That made me think of a favorite Robert Crumb panel, a self-portrait of the artist in full-blown anxiety with the thought balloon "On no! It might already be too late!"

[alankin]

It was too late even then.

[jazzbo]

I don't doubt it!

[A Lark Ascending]

Thank god it's the weekend...that was the longest 4 days of my life!

[papsrus]

Thank god it's the weekend...that was the longest 4 days of my life!

Reminds me of a fellow who, when causally asked "How's life?" replied, "Great. Sure is taking long enough though."

[jazzbo]

It's funny, for several reasons I now look forward to Monday in a way I used to look forward to Saturday and the weekend!

I'm thinking that my memory is pretty good still, because I can remember when traffic wasn't awful in Austin!

Edited May 6, 2011 by jazzbo

[Shawn]

I'm thinking that I honestly don't know what to think. Just sad I guess.

[kh1958]

Looking out my office window, I'm thinking, why is Dallas spending millions of dollars to erect and construct a single white arch (with interlocking cables), perched atop a "bridge" which looks just like any other typical freeway overpass or bridge, across the Trinity "River" which most of the time resembles an anemic creek, all leading toward an apparent nowhere part of town?