Nanowrimo
PG looked out the window, and saw the yellow leaves in front of the gray sky. Autumn was in full bloom, the election is over, and the turkeys were nervous. The skies are teasing the parched humans with the suggestion of rain. Only the gullible are buying. Perhaps it is the day to talk about Nanowrimo.
Nanowrimo is the thing where you agree to write a novel in one month. The goal is 50,000 words. November is for word counts and a first draft, and editing is for December. PG is into day seven, and his word count is 14,920. The pace for 50k calls for 11,167 by day seven. Another motto of nanowrimo…and the title of the handbook…is “No Plot, No Problem”. Of the books that PG has enjoyed, most do feature plots. The concept of developing a plot on the fly does have its appeals. If a room full of monkeys can produce the works of Shakesphere…
The first role model is “Trout Fishing in America”. The product moved two million units for Richard Brautigan, but it did not make him happy. Written in the early sixties by a poet living in beatnik California, it is a curious lighthouse for a detoxed Georgia pothead. Each chapter in TFIA is like a prose poem. They stand on their own, and as of yet, no plot is apparent.
The last chapter is about this guy drinking wine in a San Francisco park. He is hanging with two broken down artists, who talk about getting committed to a nuthouse for the winter. This is noble savage thinking…it sounds good on the surface, but,any acquaintance with the ha ha hilton will tell you that it is a bad idea. Even for a bunch of nineteen sixty winos, under the statue of Ben Franklin, in a north beach park.
The idea of editing this mess is terrifying. The working title is “Novel With No Plot”( or “ The Confessions of Gnarlene Widget”) The idea that anyone would wade through this donkey flogging is beyond adjectives. Even adverbs and conjunctive clauses fail to assess the damage done to the language. PG is having a grand time, and sees it as mental jogging. The Marathon will go down Peachtree on thanksgiving morning. Last year PG took pictures, including a teenager who ran barefoot. This could be a plot opening.
Nanowrimo has a younger brother now, Nablopomo. The idea of Nablopomo is to agree to post something to your blog every day in November. Nablo is not nearly as organized as Nano, and sounds a lot like Nambla. PG signed up for Nanowrimo and Nablopomo, but will pass on door number three.
Spell check suggestions for this feature:
nanowrimo…unanimous, matrimony, patrimony, nanometer, acrimony
Brautigan… Brigantine, Beautician, litigant, brigand
nuthouse….outhouse
nablopomo…aboninable, abloom, personable
nambla…gamble, ramble, ambler
Bone Yard
The night before, the Atlanta Bloggers had met at the Bone Yard Cantina. It was a bright space, in a new building. The area is called Midtown West. Those realtors have a way with words.
There were six present when PG arrived. He ordered coffee, which was good quality, plentiful, and had a tab of a dollar seventy five. Two of the others had food. The table kept the server busy with beer. Discussions included twitter, the greatest cd of all time, and something unintelligible (but funny) at the other end of the table.
It was team trivia night. After intense competition with Mrs. Paul’s home for battered fish, the Atlanta Bloggers had the most points. One of the bloggers…a work neighbor of the BYC… took possession of two certificates. The papers, complete with crimp stamp, were good for a twenty dollar bar tab.
There is a blogger named Scent. He writes a space called Centurion. PG is banned from commenting at this place, which might be a good thing. This does not stop PG from following the discourse , and sending appropriate emails. Today, the subject is abortion. It should be noted that Scent is a Jesus Worshiper, and does not like abortion.
Abortion was a big deal in the last election. BHO got tagged a baby killer, despite his loving relationship with his own daughters. Those girls will be teenagers while daddy is in the white house. At any rate, BHO did not condemn abortion in terms strong enough for the wingnuts, and this became a loud issue.
This also may have helped BHO get elected. While abortion is an emotional focus to the right wing, it is a source of …negativity…to the center and the left. Very few people are really happy about the fact that millions of babies are murdered. It is just that many see the shades of gray. Once you get past the shrill speeches, there is a lot of discordant emotions in play. While the right wing likes spout the rhetoric, the rest are just a touch uncomfortable. After all, this is human life.
Another thing that complicates the matter is denial and compensation. No one really knows what women have been to a clinic, and even fewer know the men that sent them. PG suspects that a lot of the more shrill “pro life” people have in fact been party to an abortion. This is one reason why these converts are so obnoxious.
Scent is having a discussion about abortion. In the comments, Scent says ”There is no question that all sorts and types of murder are illegal in our country — but two kinds of life-taking are not: capital punishment, and self-defense.”
PG see this, and sends an email with this commentary “I am following your discussion about abortion from a distance.
“There is no question that all sorts and types of murder are illegal in our country — but two kinds of life-taking are not: capital punishment, and self-defense.”
You forget a third form of life taking…war. As we speak, we are killing men, women, and children abroad. Maybe the war is justified…it might even be classified as self defense. But the fact remains we are killing G-d’s children in a foreign country, and losing our own people in the process.
How can we claim to be “pro life” when we support the killing of human beings in a foreign country?
I don’t have any answers to the issue of abortion. Believe it or not, I like it about as much as you do. However, I don’t think the politicization of abortion reduces the number of procedures.
And maybe, just maybe, if we have more respect for human life in a country eight time zones away, maybe we will have more respect for human life here.”
The candidate, who was hailed as pro life, once dropped napalm on women and children. Forty one years ago, America was involved in another war. It would soon get tired of this war…many never wanted it…and spend the next few years looking for “peace with honor”. At the time, abortion was illegal. Within a few weeks of the Paris accords, which ended one phase of the Vietnam War, the Supreme Court issued Roe vs. Wade. Abortion was now legal. The debate over Vietnam was never tainted by those who claimed to be pro life, and yet wanted to drop napalm on Asian women and children.
The Morning After
The comparison PG makes is to 1932.The nation was in economic tumult. The repubs had been in power too long, and were ready for a vacation. Franklin Roosevelt was the man chosen to lead America. FDR was crippled, and he smoked cigarettes. The cigarette holder was one of his trademarks. The public was well aware of the cigarette holder, but was clueless about the leg braces. Such were the times…smoking was profitable to the advertisers, but polio was not talked about.
At a point in the fifties, a vaccine for polio was discovered. The disease became something for the medical textbooks, instead of a horror for families. At roughly the same time…very roughly… reports started to come out about the health hazards of smoking. Bit by bit, smoking came to be seen as a bad thing. The print media paid lip service to this, while accepting advertising from the tobacco mongers.
By the time BHO became a national figure, politicians were careful not to be photographed smoking. The tobacco habit of BHO was whispered about, but the visual confirmation will not be seen. Not even the scandal magazines have pictures of BHO lighting up. And yes, BHO plays basketball, and is not remotely crippled. If he hobbled on a cane, while wearing braces, the media would have been all over it. Is this right or wrong, or just different?
There are lots of postmortems today, and PG might as well join the fun. He is not overjoyed at the election of BHO. The man has a lot of flaws. PG questions his commitment to the basic constitutional rights. Mr.Bush has done damage to many of our rights in his “War on Terror”. PG is concerned that BHO is going to use this opening to create a police state.
BHO faces a lot of challenges. PG remembers the reception given Bill Clinton in 1993. The wingnut media fought him tooth and nail for eight years. Finally, in his second term, they caught Slick Willie in an improper situation. America wasted a year trying to impeach the President. None of this fighting helped to achieve energy independence. This business of buying oil from hostile foreign powers is at the root of the tumult in the middle east, and today’s financial crisis. America has known this was a problem since Richard Nixon was President. The media spent more time fussing about Bill Clinton’s zipper problem.
PG has two hopes for the new administration. One is that the opposition maintains the watchdog status, but gives BHO the chance to perform. This simply did not happen with Bill Clinton. The second is that BHO doesn’t get caught in any scandal, but remains focused on solving the problems of this age.
It might help if BHO were to quit smoking.
Listen Vote Have Faith
PG thinks about the three part advice…pray, vote, don’t worry. The second part is over. When PG walked out of the building at 7:42 am last Tuesday, the election was history. The wawuh is ovah. La Guerre est Fini, or whatever the title was of that movie at the Film Forum thirty seven years ago. That was about the time of the first election for PG, when Tricky Dick whipped George the dummy. Tuesday was the ninth time PG has cast a presidential ballot, and, if the polls are correct, will be the third time he voted for the winning candidate.
Don’t worry is phrased with a negative, and might work better with a positive verb. The first thought is Have Faith. Or maybe Think Well, or Think Good Thoughts. Alfred E. Neumann made a good career out of the phrase “What me Worry?”, even though he was just a cartoon character. It is easy for cartoon characters not to worry.
Having Faith for a living human being can be a bit tougher. PG has always tended to pessimism, and his default face look is sadness. This causes problems, especially with a certain former employer who would harp on PG’s “negative attitude”. When you tell a person often enough that he has a negative attitude, it is the lie that becomes the truth.
The truth is, the future has always looked bad, and turned out to be good. PG is 54 now, in good health below the neck, and has a few things going for him. Once this job thing is straightened out, PG can go back to working most of his waking hours for another ten years or so, and enjoying life as best he can along the way.
As for America and the world, they are more intertwined than ever before. BHO seems to understand this, while JSM is of the old America first school. The national debt is greater than ever, a war rages on eight time zones away, and we are no closer to energy independence than we were when Tricky Dick was the President. This was the time of the OPEC embargo, when America began to realize it’s addiction. We have done nothing since.
PG remains optimistic about the future health of the planet, but wonders what it is based on.
Which brings us to the third leg of the stool. Prayer is an essential part of many religions, and works for many people. PG has a problem with prayer. It is connected to Jesus Worship. PG does not get along with Jesus.
Prayer is talking to G-d. Meditation is listening. Prayer is active, meditation is passive. Prayer appeals to type A americans, who tend to do what they want, and fight those who get in the way. Most of these people are Jesus Worshipers. This is what PG sees of when he thinks of prayer. Not only are they loud and selfish, but they are proud of it. They are loud and selfish for Jesus.
The first commandment says to have no other G-d before thee. This does not make an exception for books about G-d, or for the so called son of G-d. When you get away from this common sense rule, you are going to have problems. Maybe if you pray to G-d, and leave Jesus and the bible out of it, you will be ok. As long as you shut up, and listen to what she has to say.
Eighteen Questions
A feature of the digital era is something called a meme. It rhymes with dream, and no one is sure where it came from and what it means. In practice, a meme is a series of questions that are sent out chain letter style to different people. Since PG is not connected to people that would tag him, he is not required to answer memes. ( The spell check suggestions include mimes, mites, meres, and memos). The mothers of mighty memos.
PG sometimes does dim sum with a man named Xwinger. (The spell check suggestion is swinger) This person has a Live Journal, under an alternative identity, Sffilk. XW goes to festivals, sets up a table, and sells cds of folk music. Folk which was misspelled as filk. XW is the source of today’s meme. The question will be in gray. The answer from XW will be in purple. The answer from PG will be in blue.
1. Do you have the guts to answer these questions and re-post as The Controversial Survey? Yes. Yes. I also have the toenails, eyebrows, and lumbar discs. Guts are overrated, and more plentiful as we move into middle age.
2. Would you do meth if it was legal? No. No. Just because something is legal doesn’t mean you need to join the crowd. Voting Republican is legal.
3. Abortion: for or against it? For Like the lady said to the Pope,if you don’t play the game,then you don’t make the rules.
4. Do you think the world would fail with a female president? There have been female presidents before, like Indira Gandhi. It might, but would pass again soon. Fail and pass are part of the cycle, and should be accepted and embraced.
5. Do you believe in the death penalty? Yes, As long as it is not too severe.
6. Do you wish marijuana would be legalized already? Yes. That should have happened a hundred years ago. Reefer was legal a hundred years ago, and should have remained that way.
7. Are you for or against premarital sex? For. I can’t get married, so any sex I have would be premarital. See answer to question 3.
8. Do you believe in G-d? Yes. This is not a believe kind of thing. PG suspects that G-d does exist, although the semantics of the issue are sticky.
9. Do you think same sex marriage should be legalized? Yes. Yes. However, lawyers and Professional Jesus worshippers should not be allowed to reproduce.
10. Do you think it’s wrong that so many Hispanics are illegally moving to the USA? Yes. As the grandson of immigrants who came here legally, I don’t exactly tolerate the fact that so many people are coming here illegally. If they want to come, let them do so legally! This is a toughie. As a person whose families have been here hundreds of years, this is getting into question 3 territory. If PG was a poor mexican, and the barriers to legal immigration were steep, He might see things differently.
11. A twelve year old girl has a baby, should she keep it? I don’t know. It depends on where she finds it.
12. Should the alcohol age be lowered to eighteen? I think it’s 18 here in Georgia. . It was 18 when PG was a kid, and he spent many a happy evening in bars. However, in the eighties, big brother federal government said to the states, if you want federal highway money, then you need to raise the drinking age to 21. In asphalt happy Georgia, that was a no brainer. To get back to the question, yes, the drinking age should be 18.
13. Should the war in Iraq be called off? I’m not sure “called off” is the proper term We have dug ourselves a deep hole in Babylon. Even if we were to start to withdraw today, it would take a year or so to get everyone out. There is reason to believe that forces would attack our troops during this withdrawal, and that we would have to fight our way out. There is also the matter of the sunni tribes that we are paying to help us fight foriegn fighters. What will happen when we introduce these guys to the American concept of the layoff? It is a lot easier to start a war than it is to finish one. This is one reason PG was opposed to the start of this one.
14. Assisted suicide is illegal: do you agree? I’m not sure. It does seem to be illegal. As to whether it should be legalized…why does a person need help? Shouldn’t it be fairly simple to off yourself?
15. Do you believe in spanking your children? Yes, if they did wrong.? see answer to number 3.
16. Would you burn an American flag for a million dollars? Considering the fact that the proper way to dispose of a worn flag is by burning it, Flag burning was a non issue until 1989. Somebody took a case to the Supreme Court, and there was a ruling made. At that point, flag burning became a “hot” issue. This is similar to what is happening with Gay Marriage now. There is little grass roots support for same sex marriage, but a court ruling has forced the public to decide. While the media account execs in California are getting big commissions now, the rest of the population has been dragged into a divisive battle that few wanted. Maybe we should burn the Supreme Court instead.
17. Who do you think would make a better president? McCain or Obama? Honestly? Neither one. What does honesty have to do with presidential elections?
18. Are you afraid others will judge you from reading some of your answers? Yes, but at least I’m being honest. What does honesty have to do with the internet?
Ben Franklin in Roswell
The party was just that. PG was busy, tore himself away to go, which is how a lot of saturday nights happen. He made a wrong turn somewhere, and got lost, with an suv motivating him to go faster. This happens a lot north of the river. He finally made it to the house and was warmly greeted by the hosts.
Guod was wearing a caveman outfit, and Liberty had on a handmedown red dress. Holly/Diane/Sasha, the original owner of the red dress, is in California now. Last PG had heard, Sasha fits into L.A.,after being out of place in Vegas. Diane was a stocky construction worker. He started trying on his wife’s outfits, and discovered that he looked better in them. Soon, David was cast aside, and Diane emerged. While the surgery is too expensive to contemplate, Diane is now a she.
PG commented to Liberty that fitting a man’s body into woman sized clothes can be a problem. They agreed that with Diane…who could have played linebacker back in the boy days…this was not a problem.
The food and costumes were lovely, and the people were nice to PG. He wore a Ralph Lauren shirt with a matching Red tie, which got comments from people used to a more casual PG. No one knew that PG had worn the same outfit to another party the previous saturday. A few costumes that were too efficient…the ghoul would know PG, who did not have a clue who it was. Just don’t say anything bad about anyone, you might be talking to that person.
The role model for this novel to be is “Trout Fishing in America”. Or maybe that is a biscuit model, round and lumpy with a flat top. The party had these half sized biscuits, which PG tore in half and put chunks of roast beef in. .
The first chapter in TFIA is about the cover. Mr. Brautigan and a female cohort are in front of a statue of Ben Franklin. Mister F was born in 1706. He would be 302 if he was still alive. He could have done that, if he had been a vampire. However, he would not have gone out in a thunderstorm and watched the lightening cascade off the key under his kite.
Was Ben Franklin at that party last night?
Once when he was a kid, PG took the 23 Oglethorpe bus into town . His neighbor Eric was with him. On the way back, some wino started talking to the two boys. The wino said “ What did Ben Franklin say when he touched the key that had been struck by lightening?…Ouch”. The wino had some work waiting on him at the end of the line, and the two boys went home.
Turn Turn Turn
After finishing breakfast, PG made a pot of coffee and went to look at the battery. Prying the cover off with a screwdriver, he saw that there was almost no water inside. He went to the toolshed to get the distilled water, and saw the sun rising over the trees in the backyard. He put what seemed like three cups of water in the battery, and tried to start the car. The car did not start, but did make more noise than it did last night. PG pulled the battery off the car and hooked it up to the charger.
Back to the dialog about war and peace. The only Tolstoy PG had read was a short story about a man called Ivan Ilyitch. It was so long ago that about all he remembers is that he read it. Still, war and peace are two constants of man’s existence. There had been a feature about this in The Aquarian Drunkard. AD is a blog written by a former Dunwoody resident who now exists in LA. The feature focused on Pete Seeger, and the song “Turn, Turn, Turn”.
TTT is taken almost verbatim from the book of Ecclesiastes. The only change that Mr. Seeger made, when he adapted the poem, was in the last line. “There is a time for peace, I swear its not too late”. TTT is about the dualities of life, and how there is a place for all these things. When PG was collecting rocks three years ago, he kept thinking “ there is a time to gather stones together”.
Wikipedia notes that the adaptation was made “in the fifties”, which was both a time of war…both hot and cold… and a time of peace. It became a hit for the Byrds in the fall of 1965, as the escalation of the Vietnam war was in full bloom.
Pete Seeger is still alive, at the age of 89. PG first heard of him when he was on the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour. It was during Vietnam, and Mr. Seeger did a song…”Waist deep in the big muddy”… about how “The big fool said to push on, push on”. The CBS censors did not allow this the first time he was on, but eventually he did perform it. Many thought he was talking about Lyndon Johnson.
Two more items about Mr. Seeger, and it is time to push on. He used the stage name “Pete Bowers” as a young man to avoid making trouble for his father. And a band he played in, the Weavers, popularized a gullah spiritual, “Kumbaya”.We are the flow, we are the ebb. We are the weaver, we are the web.
PG checked the fishwrapper to see when the Georgia Florida game began. While he was there, he looked in on his other alma mater, Cross Keys High School. CK is riding a 28 game losing streak. Halloween night, they lost to Greater Atlanta Christian 66-7.
Spell check suggestions for this feature:
Ilyitch- Bitchily, glitch, twitchy
Seeger- Seeder, seeker
Byrds- birds, bards
Kumbaya- lumbago, lumbar

































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