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“I’ll be (The Ticking of Your Clock)”

I didn’t go out at all yesterday. It had been raining and thundering for about 24 hours and I just didn’t feel like it. Plus I knew I’d be traveling today, so I rested up a bit, posting lots of poetry and packing as much as I could. I spoke to Mark and Raven about Marvel; Raven loved “Ms. Marvel” (her new favorite) and disliked “Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness”, though she, like me, did not think of Wanda as bad. They’re currently watching “She-Hulk: Attorney at Law”. They’re really booking it through Marvel, though of course there are heaps of multiversal stories that they’re skipping, like “Agent Carter”, “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.”, “Inhumans” (ick), the Marvel Netflix shows, the X-Men films etc. Raven is paranoid about spoilers, even when I explain that what I’m telling her aren’t spoilers because she doesn’t plan on watching this or that thing. Hopefully we can talk about it all when she’s caught up.

After I picked I started to get ready for bed, falling asleep a bit after 10. I woke up a little after 3am. I tried to get back to sleep but failed. I just kept having all these great ideas or things I needed to remember for the trip. I made notes. Then when I couldn’t get back to sleep I got up, had a smoothie and implemented one of the ideas: a poetry index, listing the poems on my site in the order they were published. It’s not finished but it’s something I can easily work on in FL and it will make my life a lot easier and I have to compare what is located here to other sources and scanning through the poetry pages, backwards, was annoying me. I feel good about it. And I look forward to developing it further.

I went back to bed, making more notes occasionally before diving into some Aaron cuddles, first as the big spoon, and then shortly as the small spoon. Perfection. But it’s time to get up now. And Aaron will need to pack. And I want to eat. I don’t often eat when I travel, but I think that it’s early enough that I should be okay. I hope.

We have to leave here at about noon. Our flight isn’t until 3pm and hopefully won’t be delayed despite the weather. I really hope this trip goes smoothly, both the travel and the time at the house, which bordered on nightmarish last time – but there’s been a lot of work done since then, and there will be more done while we’re there. It will also be nice to see Spider-Man tomorrow, Mary Ellen on Friday and I think Bernard arrives on Saturday? We head our separate ways on Tuesday.

I thought of so many things that I can write about earlier. Hopefully that comes to fruition; sometimes if I don’t do these things in the moment, I never do them, but I can’t today.

Today’s journal title song quote is from “It’s Alright (Baby’s Coming Back)”, written and recorded by the British pop music duo Eurythmics. It was released as the fourth and final single from their 1985 album Be Yourself Tonight. The song was produced by Dave Stewart, and the song’s brass arrangement was devised by Michael Kamen. The single became Eurythmics’ tenth Top 20 hit in the UK where it peaked at number 12, but was less successful in the United States, stalling at number 78 on the Billboard Hot 100. As songwriters, Annie Lennox and Dave Stewart received the 1986 Ivor Novello award for Best Song Musically and Lyrically.

I didn’t hear the song when it was new, but years later when I caught the music video which I found to be lowkey, but oddly mesmerizing. Some time later, I briefly went out with a guy (Rudy) who owned the cassette tape of the album on which the song appeared, and I remember loving that. I actually associate him with the Eurythmics / Annie Lennox as we viewed a film together (1992’s “Prelude to a Kiss”) which featured Annie Lennox’s take on Cole Porter’s “Every Time We Say Goodbye”, which I had seen her perform in the 1991 film “Edward II” and had desperately wanted but then found on the “Prelude to a Kiss” soundtrack – which I used in part to make a mixed tape of songs I loved at the time, which I then played for Rudy. I don’t know Rudy’s last name.

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Randomness (sometime around March 15 of 2015)

Earlier, Aaron and I were walking, hand in hand. He was on his way to work and I wanted to part ways at the grocery store but he wanted to keep holding my hand so we walked on until we did eventually part.

It’s so nice to not be in pain. Things aren’t perfect but the not being in pain is very appreciated.

Later…my stomach was worse than it has been in weeks. I’m completely wiped out but my brain still plays connect the dots with circular thoughts. I like that line. It just sprang out of me but could be used in a poem.

The other day Aaron said he didn’t know who Annie Lennox was. We have almost completely different musical backgrounds so I shouldn’t be surprised. I was aware of her in my youth but the first time I think I really fell in love with her was when I saw the film “Eward II”; she wanders into the gay film and sings Cole Porter’s “Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye”; I didn’t know it was Cole Porter at the time or that he was gay until much later when I saw the film De-Lovely, which features John Barrowman in a cameo role playing a character named Jack: this always seems like an untold side story of Jack Harkness to me. Anyways…the Annie Lennox version of Cole Porter’s tune stayed with me long after the film (which I now own on DVD). Once, on a date with this guy Rudy, who has been lost to time, I heard Annie’s rendition again but this time it was in “Prelude to a Kiss” (another gay friendly movie from a gay writer); I bought the soundtrack the next day.

There’s a fictional movie, based on the writer of “Prelude to a Kiss” called The Dying Gaul; I remember that I liked the deleted scenes a lot and wish they’d been in the film…and that the film was far darker than I expected it to be. I should rewatch it someday. The writer / director, Craig Lucas also wrote Longtime Companion and I remember I liked a lot of what the film had to say.

I don’t like being so drained of food and energy and my throat hurts from all the…I don’t even want to go there. I just took a shower. Our shower doesn’t always work but they’re trying to fix it. Tonight I got lucky and it worked beautifully. I shaved though that wasn’t my intent. I sang Cole Porter’s tune in the shower and thought about the lyrics:

“There’s no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Ev’ry time we say goodby.”

Like when Aaron & I say goodbye. Love that song. I remember Janice commenting on the key shift and liking it.

Edward the II tells a love story between Edward II & Piers Gaveston; it’s based on the play by Christopher Marlowe. The film is stunning and the gay pride opposite of it’s representation in the Mel Gibson epic “Braveheart”; I actually love both and view Edward II as a sort of more honest sequel. Tilda Swinton was in the film Edward II. The film is highly stylized and so is almost everything I’ve ever seen her in. I like her. She did some strange performance art piece not long ago where she was on display in a glass box in a museum? Did I just imagine that? lol. I used to have a lot of artful pictures taken of myself. I have tons of nudes; some of them are more graphic than others…and I dislike that I don’t have them on display anymore but I’m not sure where I could post them. Perhaps I’ll start a CENSORED photo album on facebook. Maybe the censored aspect could make some sort of statement. I find the censorship of nudity to be ridiculous and insulting.

Anyways. I’m exhausted and I’ve done very little. Maybe I should sleep.

Edit: This rambling was first written a long while back but because I was forced to save it in a collection on Facebook it says that it was last edited on March 15, 2021. But it was “liked” by Kelli Parker, who died November 25, 2020. It was also liked by Serena Shoshana, who I was friends with only briefly, when she went out with a friend of mine in 2015. So this was likely written in 2015. March of 2015.

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