the powerful, the ever so powerful stairs
somehow, yesterday morning after being out of bed approximately three minutes, i managed to lose my footing at the top of the stairs, with a cat in my arms, fly up into the air, land on my hip {forcefully} without hands touching the ground {due to cat protection}, and proceed to ride the staris down on my hip, holding the cat to my chest. as much as it was painful, it was also rather disconcerting, as i figure such things are reserved for old men. old women. i escaped any serious injury {not quite sure how} though the swelling still exists en masse, and the hip moves less gracefully than before. i found myself contemplating accidents. injuries. how horrible they would be, if we knew they were coming an hour before they arrived. how i would have lain in bed, unable to rise. how i would have to be paid quite a bit of money to do that again by choice.
at least i can take a shower. how we ever finished that bathroom will remain a mystery. complete with a somewhat hidden trapdoor to the plumbing, under which we put secret notes, and photos, and music. i love the idea of someone finding it in forty years. i will though admit to there being a decent chance that someone will be digging it up in ONE year, due to our rather amateur plumbing skills. i do think though, that we did an amazing job. no leaks. how you ask? no answer. if i could even begin to explain the mountain that it all was. a problem every step of the way, with every possible thing. amazing.
needless to say it is done. the showers are greatly appreciated. the water flows. the world chugs along. i turn on my computer, and see george bush smiling and hugging his wife. i see him raising his arms to the sky. i see him destroying the environment and adding fuel to the fire of the war. i see him suffocating us all with cyanide soaked rags, as he cries out for freedom. as much as i detest him, all that he is, i try to remember that he too hugs his wife. showers. tries not to fall down the stairs.
and the world still has beautiful things. planning to drive to manhattan in a month to see the gates. ever so excited.
Posted by jeff pitcher at January 21, 2005 04:52 PM
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Lucky you! It looks as breathtaking as his Running Fence in Sonoma County. How I wish I could join you. If you see the photograhpy book documenting the project, you must buy it. It's 25 years later and I so regret not having the Running Fence book. All I have is the memories of driving around the countryside, following that stark white curtin into the sea.
Posted by: Randi at January 22, 2005 12:48 PM
so glad that you got the bathroom done, bruised hip and all! and it's a good reminder for me today that george bush, for all the evil and horrible things he's doing, is still just a human like me, and still is capable of love and caring.
Posted by: robyn at January 24, 2005 09:19 AM
I'm glad to hear that the cat escaped injury. Perhaps you are taking it easy after your stair incident and, thus, will have time to call or email an old friend.
Posted by: cheryl at January 24, 2005 04:51 PM
I was just at the AGO yesterday and saw the Weston collection. Brilliant stuff. I hope you write about your experience in NYC and share it with us.
Take care.
Posted by: foxymoron at January 24, 2005 09:20 PM
"the world still has beautiful things"
yes
it does
this afternoon, on the bus ride home from the city to suburbia, me and my bus friends shared how we should celebrate Australia Day tomorrow, as Aussies.
portion of this list:
1. Begin drinking beer before 10 am.
2. Drink said beer while watching sports on tv and yelling out insults to minority groups.
3. Throw said beer's empty capsules at TV when national address when the Prime Minister John "Bush Ass~licker" Howard comes on.
An excellent plan.
Perhaps not.
;)
Americans aren't the only ones who detest their leader.
....
and yet still...
"the world has beautiful things"
like golden dogs and shelves filled with books.
love and laughter,
leonie
PS ~ the stairs look rather peaceful.... obviously have a rather black sense of humour however!
Posted by: Leonie at January 25, 2005 12:59 AM
careful of that hip... injury may not manifest till later... so might be good to get a doc to have a look?
so glad u saved the cat!! good man! *hugs*
Posted by: jennir at January 25, 2005 11:00 PM
Leonie:
I love your list about the beer. Aussies rock! Hell yeah, drink that beer!
-"Baby B"
Posted by: Brina A. Johnson at January 28, 2005 05:46 PM
