Post 2303
- 8 years and 198 days since I started this blog -
Daily Comment
The last five days I've been visited by a friend from Maryland.
Although our point of intersection is more than fifty years ago, our actual friendship began only about ten or so Summers ago, at one of my CCNY Commune reunions, where I met his wife.
Three years ago, he visited me for a couple of days. I showed him my scene. We had many discussions. He is learned, indeed. And a talker.
Back at CCNY, I knew him by reputation more than shared space - he was an intellectual, part of the protest movement, and a civil rights activist. He is four years older than me, serious, and didn't (and doesn't) do drugs, and that is probably why our paths didn't cross often.
His homelife now consists of caring for his ninety-five year old mother-in-law, some work in education (he has retired from teaching, but can't afford to not work. And, he must frequently care for three grandchildren when his children need him to. He also writes wonderful poems, is a published poet. He sends a short list of people poems irregularly, and I enjoy them a lot.
He seems to be content with his life but he misses 'intellectual' conversation, and when he found in my a good listener, with some intellectual ideas of his own, he befriended me.
But he has a huge reservoir of talking to do. I recognize a conversational trait we have in common - a tendency to have a prolog, start, middle, diversion, diversion, back to middle, and setup for the next conversation (no end) to our stories.
So, he talks a lot. And a good portion of what he says is really interesting. But some of it is quite pedantic: He is a constant critic.
He inserted himself into a conversation about bass in music with three bass players, and his contribution was pointed, but about something he appeared to know little about (which was later remarked on by one of the bassists).
Nonetheless, I enjoyed my time with him. Up to a point, where I grew tired - where listening to him seemed like work. And, he is not a good listener; he interrupts, and he likes talking more than listening. He is also a tireless pedagog, and sometimes, as I've said, pedantic.
Simply put, over the last five days (we said good-bye tonight) he talked my ear off. Now I need a vacation.
I am grateful to know him, I appreciate his friendship, he contributes a lot to my life with his wonderful poems and his amazing mind. Now, I need a rest.
Food and Diet
Although our point of intersection is more than fifty years ago, our actual friendship began only about ten or so Summers ago, at one of my CCNY Commune reunions, where I met his wife.
Three years ago, he visited me for a couple of days. I showed him my scene. We had many discussions. He is learned, indeed. And a talker.
Back at CCNY, I knew him by reputation more than shared space - he was an intellectual, part of the protest movement, and a civil rights activist. He is four years older than me, serious, and didn't (and doesn't) do drugs, and that is probably why our paths didn't cross often.
His homelife now consists of caring for his ninety-five year old mother-in-law, some work in education (he has retired from teaching, but can't afford to not work. And, he must frequently care for three grandchildren when his children need him to. He also writes wonderful poems, is a published poet. He sends a short list of people poems irregularly, and I enjoy them a lot.
He seems to be content with his life but he misses 'intellectual' conversation, and when he found in my a good listener, with some intellectual ideas of his own, he befriended me.
But he has a huge reservoir of talking to do. I recognize a conversational trait we have in common - a tendency to have a prolog, start, middle, diversion, diversion, back to middle, and setup for the next conversation (no end) to our stories.
So, he talks a lot. And a good portion of what he says is really interesting. But some of it is quite pedantic: He is a constant critic.
He inserted himself into a conversation about bass in music with three bass players, and his contribution was pointed, but about something he appeared to know little about (which was later remarked on by one of the bassists).
Nonetheless, I enjoyed my time with him. Up to a point, where I grew tired - where listening to him seemed like work. And, he is not a good listener; he interrupts, and he likes talking more than listening. He is also a tireless pedagog, and sometimes, as I've said, pedantic.
Simply put, over the last five days (we said good-bye tonight) he talked my ear off. Now I need a vacation.
I am grateful to know him, I appreciate his friendship, he contributes a lot to my life with his wonderful poems and his amazing mind. Now, I need a rest.
Today's Weight: 200.6 lbs.
Previous Weight (7/16/19): 199.9 lbs.
Net Loss/Gain: + 0.7 lbs.
Diet Comment
Food Log
Breakfast
5:00pm, at CoreLife Eatery: Sriracha-Ginger Roasted Tofu Green Bowl (Baby spinach + shredded kale, roasted organic tofu, spicy broccoli, carrots, ginger, sprouts, basil, sriracha, and carrot chili dressing). After, two scoops of Gannon Dairy ice cream (pistachio almond and coconut creme).
Lunch
8:30pm: Cottage cheese, walnuts and a Quest bar.
Dinner
12:45am: Manchego cheese and walnuts, brussel sprouts with olive oil, garlic and pepper, and a Quest bar.
Liquid Intake
5:00pm, at CoreLife Eatery: Sriracha-Ginger Roasted Tofu Green Bowl (Baby spinach + shredded kale, roasted organic tofu, spicy broccoli, carrots, ginger, sprouts, basil, sriracha, and carrot chili dressing). After, two scoops of Gannon Dairy ice cream (pistachio almond and coconut creme).
Lunch
8:30pm: Cottage cheese, walnuts and a Quest bar.
Dinner
12:45am: Manchego cheese and walnuts, brussel sprouts with olive oil, garlic and pepper, and a Quest bar.
Liquid Intake
Espressos: 1; Coffee: 10 oz.; Water: 64+ oz.; a glass of pinot noir, and a nice pour of Jameson Irish whiskey.
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