I woke up this morning…

Have you seen that clip on Instagram where the guy has a cup of coffee and he says, “ I woke up this morning and didn’t give a fu*k’? Well, I actually thought that this morning. 

I should have gotten up and immediately ran out the door to Costco to buy gas this morning when less crowded. Last time I checked the price it was $6.29  for regular. Mfers! Capitalist Pigs!!!

Every time I think of “Capitalist Pigs”, reminds me of that Frazier episode where they are watching the antique show and decide to have a drink when the guy says, “Veneer!” Why? Cuz I find myself saying Capitalist Pigs a lot THESE DAYS. AND WHO wouldn’t, right?  (Maybe I should be having a drink every time that happens as well. )

The thing that got me out of bed was I thought I heard the guy next door working on the side of his house. I looked at the clock and it was 7am. WTF? Are you fu*king serious?

Then I started thinking about his house. His house is situated on a lot that you cannot be near any of his windows, except one. I got windows on that side of the house. IF I keep them open, it’s like next door lives with me, which I prefer not. 

Speaking of windows open, if you have your curtains pulled (provided you even put any up), people are going to look in. How do YOU not understand that? Fu*king really? Hell, when some jack ass parks out in front of the house and sits in the car a little too long, I close mine. I don’t know what that asshole is doing in there. Right?

In fact, one day I saw a woman yank her toddler out of the car, pull down her pants and took a big whiz by the big beautiful pine tree on the curb. I used to sweep up all the pine needles and debris on the street by the tree as the street cleaner can’t get to it as the tree is so big. NOT ANYMORE. I’d done that job for over 20 years as a gd good citizen. 

And that’s why this morning I woke up and didn’t give a ….

Recipes to try

Please find the links of great recipes I’ve found this week through email subscriptions or websites. I’ve been laid up with a bad sprain so had some time to use wisely! I haven’t made anything yet, but when I do, will let you know how everything turns out.

SLOW COOKER SPANISH MEAT BALLS- Martha Stewart newsletter. I plan on using turkey burger, but after reading the reviews I am also going to simmer.

https://www.marthastewart.com/350622/slow-cooker-spanish-meatballs

EXTRA CORNY CORNBREAD MUFFINS –From Bon Appetite newsletter that the editor’s assistant made.  The editor LOVED the cornbread muffins and had them for breakfast. I was so happy to read her comments as lately breakfast is boring. Can’t wait to make it as I love cornbread as well and for breakfast! YUM!

https://www.bonappetit.com/recipe/extra-corny-cornbread-muffins

VEGETARINA KORMAFrom instagram about a local restaurant.

https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/60598/vegetarian-korma/

ASIAN ROTISERRE CHICKEN SALADMartha Steward newsletter. This recipe sounds so easy using rotisserie chicken.

https://www.marthastewart.com/314368/asian-rotisserie-chicken-salad

 

ROASTED CARROT AND CHICKPEA SALADKITCHN newsletter described this a “must eat” salad. 

https://www.thekitchn.com/chickpea-salad-roasted-carrots-recipe-256169

 Please stay tuned.

 

I was blocked!

I was on Instagram doing a spring-cleaning recently. Unfollowing people, organizations, etc., that I wasn’t paying a heck of a lot of attention to any of them. All that extra “chatter” was making me miss out on the people and places I cared about.

In a hurry, I had accidentally deleted a work buddy and I will be damned I did again.  YIKES! I tried to find this work buddy, but there was no sign of this person on Instagram. Period. Nothing, zero. I emailed this person embarrassingly telling of my dumb ass mistake. Did I get a reply? Hell no!

I thought this person wasn’t much of a social media type anyways and assumed hat they just called it kapok. I gave up searching for my work buddy.

Then one day I noticed a person at work was suddenly on Instagram after months gone by and this person telling me to request to follow.

Then I got it. My work buddy blocked my ass. Did my work buddy block me cuz the “work person” was suddenly online? I know my work buddy wasn’t entirely buying the good ol’ friendly friend at work facade this person  presented. However, I was sucked into that display of friendship since it was so stressful at work.  So hell yes, welcoming a smiling face amidst the chaos was joyous.

I’ve never been blocked. I’ve never known that I was intentionally blocked. Why would my work buddy block me? Sick of me screwing up hitting unfollow twice? Tired of me being a dumb ass? Was it because that work person would know my work buddy’s business being connected to me? OR was my work buddy really not my buddy any more and didn’t want anything to do with me?  Why?

Was it because I got out and didn’t tell my work buddy months before my last day announcement?  I hinted many times…

I did tell my work buddy a couple of days before since this person was taking time off and wouldn’t be there. Did my work buddy just not like me anymore and had no time for me?

I always thought we were friends. Friends in the work place. A comrade I could talk shit to that pretty well agreed about most circumstances that were happening at the time.

I just don’t get it. I guess I should get it. I was blocked. Blocked from my work buddy’s Instagram account. He just didn’t like me anymore. Nothing was said, just thrown out.

That sucks!

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Rambling on a Wednesday morning

I’ve never read Sam Shepard http://www.sam-shepard.com  before. I’ve seen his plays and movies, but never sat down to read any of his writing. I am almost done with Spy of the First personand it is over whelming. WOW!!!

The cover of the book is striking. I look at the credits and it’s a photographer that has been around for a while, but I recently discovered her though a podcast. Her name is Graciela Inturbide. http://www.gracielaiturbide.org/en/ http://www.gracielaiturbide.org/en/
I love her work. I want to say she shoots only in black and white.I love black and white photography. That used to be my first love. Then I discovered printing.

I don’t love a technique or specialty in art anymore. Why? Burnt out from working 15 years in the same place.

My friend’s daughter moved back home to the bay area because she couldn’t find a job in Los Angeles or New York. (Remember 9-11?) I stayed in that job for many years. Fearful and afraid in the beginning that I couldn’t survive and would have to leave the bay area.   I didn’t want to leave and would pay the price working in the same place for years. Thank God there were some really nice people there, otherwise I would have never made it.

How do I feel now that I am out of that job after all those years? Who gives a shit? Come what may. I am burnt and done being fearful and scared of bullshit. Housing is and still is the big issue in the Bay Area.. Most the landlords I had living here SUCKED. Only one man was nice. He didn’t keep up the building, but at least he was a human being. The rest were capitalist greedy pigs.

Thus, since I have quit that job. I am now looking for my creative stream again. I had it. Can you loose it? Does it come back? I think it does, but in a different capacity.

I feel like I’m on the verge of finding that inspirational spark. It does spark, but no smoke or fire yet.

I used to live for photography. I would wake up and ask myself, what am I going to shoot today? Random stuff, planned portraits? One of my favorite activities was to take a friend with a few props and shoot them as many angles as possible. Those were the days with film and  you tried to make every frame count.

With digital photo I can shoot every angle up and down, left and right. Delete the photo if it doesn’t feel right. Bingo! How easy! Follow me on Instagram: OceanFishes3

However, I haven’t printed anything in years, not like the darkroom days. I love having control over the image.  I hate sending photos to commercial labs. But what choice is there, unless one spends serious cash to print at home? I don’t really like jet ink prints on photo paper. They fade after time. But…maybe in the end that’s ok, as we all fade away. “Lord I’m gonna fade away…”Rolling Stones