Hup Hup, here goes!
I really love getting older. Goats, Beetroot and my daughter make life awesome. Being a single dad is everything grand I thought it would be, bedecked with rich tapestry, grand adventure and sometimes epic mires to drag oneself through, but so very wonderful.
I love deep adventures in thought, conversation, argument, discussion, philosophical discourse. Not the banal everyday of confirming how intensely stupid our current government is, nor the ineptitude of our media, the terrifying idiocy of the unthinking rednecks, but the beauty of ideas, weaved with hope and science and work and nature.
For a long time I thought that I wanted a grand polyamorous existence, but I have found that what I desire is to have more than one great love, the first lesson my daughter taught me about myself is that I can have that, without needing each of these great loves to be lovers. Since then I've worked in to my life a couple more great loves that take me interesting places.
I feel kinda reborn since my daughter came along, new to the world and really excited about how it looks now and what can be done with it. I would like to share that at some point...but if not so be it, and I'll journey on.
Hanging out with the most curious little beastie and calling it parenting...
Trying to organise my chaotic little existence in the gaps between artemis and sleep...
Slowly reading 'the greatest show on earth'...and frequently remembering when I could sit and read in 4 hour blocks and deeply connect with writers.
Contemplating creative work solutions so as not to ever lose daughter time to a job...
Eating tahini...and beetroot.
Relationship advice for others
Talking about words and numbers with smart folks
Explaining how my trivia knowledge doesn't include the pop culture of the modern pub quiz.
Misinterpreting my own relationship advice
oh...and I'm told my beard. *yawn*
Movies: Withnail & I, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead, Withnail & I, The Boys, Besieged, Gadjo Dillo and Withnail & I.
Music: Fugazi, Tanya Davis, Tom Waits, The Van Pelt, Maceo Parker.
Food: Moroccan Soup Bar, incredible. And anything with beetroot.
and how the current crop of politicians don't just wither from the shame. and and and how the current voting public don't likewise wilt.
Second & Fourth Fridays I am hoping to head out and dance solo, or drinking a laphroaigs and reading something that the daily child-storm doesn't normally allow.