the dau before infinity

...would make a good title before the day of my death, but it would have to be a knowing death, something that comes without surprise, not something that creeps up on cat's feet with iron claws (like the true Rootboy). No, the reason for the title is that tomorrow, we travel to the Fargo of the Invisible landscape -- assuming that the roads aren't icy -- to confront Doc Larocque with the question -- do I have the Abilify to carry on? Trish has really been playing doctor with my meds, & yes, I think that we may be able to replace Depakote with more Abilify -- certainly my writing's (most of the time) improved -- but there are numerous factors out there to go into before even considering a med change (& fuck Scientology!), one of them being, if it works, don't fix it; the other, reducing the number of meds I'm on, to reduce side-effects & interactions. I may pick up a new one, though: Viagra. My abilities to be proficient in all sexual activities has been severely limited by age & haldol -- the haldol's out of my system (for the most part); the sexual effects persist. The only thing keeping me from transforming my slime-offs into gushers is that, sometime this month, I'll be wearing a heart monitor for 24 hours. Ooga-chugga religion during this period will not, of course, show up in the telemetry, but if it winds up that I need to take heart medicine, I won't be able to take the aphrodisiac.

Today I won't be picking up an alarm clock at Kame-Apart; I figured out how to work Trish's. I set it for 7:00 last night, with the confusing array of switches making it difficult to know what to do, without an instruction book. But I'm a smart Pookie Bear. + I just saved us $14.00 at Kame-Apart. Now all that I have to purchase is root killer (I am the true Rootboy) & milk. I also need to pick up some more bread at the bread store. The bread at the dollar store is too thick. I just hope Car-girl can tool her car down Dawn's Highway in the direction of the sunset; it may be icy, as last night it rained, & I'm sure there's lots of snow-covered ice on the roads I hope this doesn't abort our plans for tomorrow. However, if we can't travel the 200 klicks we'll put Doc Larocque on a vid-cam.

So yesterday I didn't work terribly hard on my writing -- I'm still working on my outline of PE; I want to finish that before attempting RM for Platinum Studios, my Invisible Groundhog Guy. I feel that the outline is 90% complete, but want to add some photocopies of alchemical wood block prints, to be used as illos, transforming my futuristic city into a medieval montage.

After I finished that, taking some time out for lunch -- a salami sandwich & the leftover chili-mac -- I burned a bunch of disks for wako.

We invited Jeffer Auss over for the evening. Trish took a shower before he came over, while I practiced my keyboard. I'm starting to get the chords of Light My Fire down; now, it's a matter of inserting the melody. Fred & I will have to work together on that.

Jeff brought a DVD, something about a Japanese martial arts girl. The movie ended about 9:00, so I put the CDs on.

Today I plan to finish my outline & see about doing the non-Bill Warren illos. I'm not certain what happened to those Grofian diagrams I put together of the 4 basic perinatal matrices. Most science fiction readers won't get it; won't see that anything beyond "acid" is going on in the story. For example, my brother John's assertion that the work was "choppy" shows that he, too, was unaware of the true meaning of the story. It's sort of like watching Narnia & not knowing that the Lion is going to rise from the dead.

Starting next week, I'll return to work on TC. I'm not removing Ted's name, he did a lot of work on it & needs the publishing credential. If I'm bored I'll call Fred or Dan & see about jamming on the guitar & keyboard.