The trick with posting to a blog: one wants a given post to have a certain integral focus.
What, then, if "fate keeps on happening" (Loos)?
This weekend, friends of Spurious in town; had an amusing time with them. My beloved friend P–– is doing very well. Had varying news from doctor, either bad or bad-ish. Today I give a presentation on 'Art & AIDS' to a bunch of doctors – hmm, a tough audience – then this evening a performance, my first in a long time, of a piece I've always wanted to do, in a probably mildly scruffy venue with a mildly well-prepared student ensemble. Many transient thoughts on the journey through all of this.
Not, admittedly, the liveliest of lives. But for me it represents more activity than I usually have since moving here – yet it remains difficult to parse it into manageable, 'writeable' blocks of reflection....
Oh well. Even fragmented experiences are perhaps like other things we take in – as our parents used to tell us about eating: it all goes to the same place.
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Later: the presentation went well enough – the usual tech glitches, of course – but I received a small gift: the pharmaceutical company representative gave me a 128MB flash drive. It has the name of one of my major anti-HIV medications engraved on it... which makes it a rather bizarre, and even slightly disturbing, addition to my computer peripherals. I should be grateful, I suppose - from several angles....
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