February 21st, 2006


It's Tuesday.

Last month I didn't post on a Monday. This month I hadn't (until now) posted on a Tuesday. Just interrupting the pattern.

Actually I have a kind of Tuesday routine any more. I'm handlin' it, too. Maybe even enjoying it. It's just what I generally do on Tuesdays cuz it works well, given my overall schedule; I may/will depart from it if I want, at the drop of a hat of desire. But I don't generally (this is the new part) want to depart from it just cuz it's a routine.

My favorite sense of the word "routine" remains, however, that of a show-biz act, à la Bobby Hill in his nod to the Catskills comic tradition. "Lemme see your routine," an agent or manager might say, like the audience within the joke in The Aristocrats.

Somebody brought me a mouse this morning. Or rather an ex-mouse. I knew he had been after one the night before. He was acting attentive in that way they do, and wasn't into cuddling, and he got more and more excited as it got closer to lights out. I do find myself proud of the little guy, and amused at myself for feeling that way.

The bedroom isn't "done" yet, but it's a world better in there already. Still fine-tuning the basic arrangement of stuff, and there's more to go through. And then there's adding aesthetic touches. But always good to know it's clean in dust bunny, uh, warrens. And nice to know yer general rodentia is being discouraged from getting too comfy in the interior living quarters.