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Thank god it’s finally raining. After a very long dry spell this is a much needed change. Of course New Orleans and the rest of the deep south could do without, but such is life. The latest news reports have the hurricane missing New Orleans for the most part, but 1,000,000 people are without power. Still a grave emergency, but my tomatoes are still enjoying the weather.

I woke up this morning at around 4:30. I think my mothers bedroom light woke me up. I lay awake for about 15 minutes and realized that I was wide awake. I chose to get up quietly and do some work on a new model I’m currently building. By 5AM I was ready to go back to bed, but the rain lulled me so well I ended up sleeping until 9:30. Oh well.

I’m waiting to hear back from my faculty mentor, Charles Fox. He and I have to arrange a time to meet and discuss what I have read and what I need to read in my philosophy textbook. So I’m chained to the office for the next few hours. I can get plenty of work done.

Here are the haiku du jour…

#27.
Blue light of morning
changes darkness to sapphire
and noises wake me.

#43.
On the muddy shore
of springtimes swollen river
a snowy egret.

#65.
The clouds are dripping,
inky, on mossy mountains,
melting the fir trees.

Johnnyboy

Well it seems I know what to do and when to do it, or,…hmmm…not to do it, perhaps.

The ongoing ‘issue’ at my regular AA meeting is foaming, but only at the edges. The meeting today was great, and many people stayed on the subject of Step 1. There was one guy, though, who had to bring up the running controversy and detract from the point of the meeting. He is a troublemaker, for sure, but the rooms are full of them, all in varying degrees of sobriety. There are a lot of control freaks, but some of us have learned restraint of tongue and pen. This fellow is set on playing his passive-aggressive little deck of cards and disrupting a perfectly good time. The extension is that always has to be some kind of response from the other side. Unfortunately the chairperson felt that he needed to take sides with one of them, instead of the whole of the group…yaddayaddaya.

Be sure to read Wednesdays entry…There’ll be more!

All is well for me, though. I don’t need to play those games, and I can say what I mean, when I mean it, but only after I have run the idea past someone else first. I can practice restraint of tongue and pen only because I practice the program of recovery set up by those that came before me, not those sitting to my left or right.

Someday this will end, and I’ll be able to write something worth reading.

Johnnyboy