Porthole

19th week of the year 180.

(exercise) = Exor. (observations) = obsv. (s***,shave,shower) = ss&s. (read something) = read. (comment blogs) = bogs. (BoyLove series on-line) = ytBL. (Thai TV BL series on GMMTV25) = tv25. (write poetry or prose) = PorP. (take a daily walk) = walk. (buy something) = shop. (take a photo) = foto. (video) = วิดีโอ. (speak Thai/Lao) = pôod. (learn Thai) Thai. (go-in-the-water) = pool. (clothes) = wash. (cook something) = cook. (tidy up) = mess. (travel) = trip. (noon) = เที่ยง. (talking to ex-pats/travelers/strangers in European) = chat. (Thai teaching book) = book. (hand-written journal) = jour.

30 กรกฎาคม 2566

jour. Page 5387-5388.
exor. 300/200/210/300 = 1010. Pan hugged me too tight = bruised ribs.
obsv. two birds with long tails (drongos?), yellow flash of a birdwing, b&w butterfly, sprinkles.
PorP. "Alien in Aisle Eleven! [180.75] 8-lines "  "Glacier [74e.zm] 39w J18 'emotion'"  "Last day [74f.zm] 40w J19 'enthusiasm'" 
เที่ยง. Mostly cloudy 87°F 31°C. Sultry.
ss&s.
blog. "Fanged in the Summer Heat" 
ytBL. Home School ep. 16 first half.
pool. I couldn't cross it 4 times...
tv25. Hidden Agenda... yet another silly BL.
walk.

I had to update chrome. So far... ts'okay.

Pan is preparing supper and I'm chilling for a moment. He doesn't want me to go swimming because it's sprinkling... if it were thundering/lightning I'd understand; but, he's also not 100% and has offered to watch over me whilst I practice. I won't go in alone. In fact... other than walking I'd rather not do anything alone. Age has caught up with me and I just have to be flexible and kind to myself.

29 กรกฎาคม 2566

Grey start to the day. 79 degrees and damp. The beginning of a week with rain. 89/77 forecast for the week; better than glaring sun and 90s. Doors are open except for the bedroom with the a/c on. I was able to adjust the a/c last week and this is much better but cool air blowing on me isn't good and my mouth dries out. The normal daily steam-bath is better for my skin and as long as I don't exert myself or stand out in the sun I'm okay.

Life is a tad boring at the moment. I do my routines and I'm writing a tad more; but, my mind wanders, and that's not always good. Woke up to a familiar nightmare this morning. Soooo... not good.

PorP. "Playing hide-and-seek"  private, needs editing. "Morning glories [73d.zm] 39w J17 'grow'" 
bogs. Stik/Judith/Harlow
exor. 400/200/200/400 = 1.200; 11:00-11:26 79 degrees.
obsv. yellow leaves, few flitters, breeze, puddles, sprinkles, fairly quiet, slippery; white trumpets sag, their crenulated finery transparent after the rain, leaf fall, flower fall, after the rainfall, I slide across the slippery pavement.
news. Nothing new.
เที่ยง. 82 degrees

I ate coconut curry, mushrooms, glass noodles over rice (very good) but had to lay down. I'm exhausted.

ss&s.
face.
blog. "Dutch raspberries? " 

walk.
shop. cocoa, sweet.
pool. short; Pan not well.
tv25. Enigma. ep. 3
Common ep.6 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSgKDw8kjhY

28 กรกฎาคม 2566

exor. 300/200/200/300 = 1.000 About 84 degrees and this morning. Too hot when the sun's out.
ss&s.
face. photo of Birdy coffee, market cat.
PorP. "Dragon and Rat. [73c.zm] 40w J16. 'face'" 
เที่ยง. 88 overcast degrees with a breeze.
Thai. routines ep 1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ab-7F54b0dQ&t=29s ...useful & delightful.
bogs. Nikola/Annette/Whirls
blog. "Navy blue day, Zmitri, not baby-blue, Bunny." 
Muse.

2125220 Prompt 1.

They were traveling the peaceful seas, Zmitri
but the fire in my stomach — and the ice in your craw,
began to rumble as the waters began to churn.
Those who survived our tantrum spoke of mythical
creatures at the edge of a flat earth.
But it was never flat, was it? And when the molten core
meets the leaden skies the waters cannot calm
Earth's inner torment, nor ours. I wanted you; you wanted...
anyone else. I needed your ice to put out my flame.
The seething seas were not amused. Was I to blame?
Orion witnessed this wondrous event and invited us to join him
Among the Plieides we found a new home, stirring up the cosmos,
still ice and fire amusing each other in the chase.

2295490 Prompt 1.

Urban fantasy. The jacaranda was swaying aloft. Nothing to note at this time of year. One flower fluttered to the pavement where Ping picked it up. He smiled until it turned bled purple and left a mark on his palm. Something to note. He went to the nearest washroom to his hands and glanced in the mirror. The pale image wavering back glowed an odd shade of indigo, turning a deeper purple, before he blacked out.

news. In one word... T***P... again. In two words? Typhoon Doksuri lands in China. Thailand? H.M. King Maha Vajiralongkorn birthday.
walk. on the other (east) side of the tracks.
foto.
shop. banana, malago, onion.
pool. the pool is about 10m wide and I was able to cross it twice without problems.
tv25. Be My Favorite. Script is complex, w.o. subtitles I get lost, but the acting is good.
ytBL. Home School ep. 15. Extremely disturbing. No light in the darkness. It will get worse...

27 กรกฎาคม 2566

"All is not lost" a prompt from Chicago for "The One-Line Lyric Challenge"   by Anni Pon

exor. 200/100/100/300 = 700 very warm. Finished late.
ss&s. Note: I have no energy, physically nor mentally. I'm sucking on fumes.
bogs. Annette/AnniPon/Tracker
blog. "Rethinking routines... too much, too little, distracting? " 
Mostly sunny, breezy 34°C 94°F at 14:00.
PorP. "Distortion [73b.zm] 38w 'image' J15" 
ytBL. AiLongNhai https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5u67yutflQU
Thai. eat (review) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OiR6ErzltdM
walk.
foto.
วิดีโอ. Chinese Cultural Center.
shop. ice cream, mushrooms
rose. old rose
news.
face. photo of Pan.
tv25. Home School.
pool. Pan had a stomach ache.

Overly warm day. May be why I didn't feel perky. Anywho... I took it easy.

26 กรกฎาคม 2566

exor. 200/100/150/250 = 700 (swing,sway,swirl,cycle); 81 degrees at 11:01.
เที่ยง. 30°C 86°F; Precipitation: 4%; Humidity: 77%; Wind: 8 km/h. Afternoon should be sunny.
bogs. Shar/Smee/DaveRyan
blog. "p.o.v. of moles, birds, butterflies; girdles and book covers" 
ss&s.
PorP. "Love bugs [73a.zm] 'love' 40w" 
Muse.
shop. Eggs! Not quite a walk though.

pool.
tv25. Home School.

The ants act excited, it's a cotton-puff day. It's their last, but they don't know it. I zig-zag the chalk that will shorten their lives; and, ask myself, what will lengthen mine? It's ninety degrees and I wilt as the taro fields look weary. But the ants seem excited. Am I jealous of their ignorance. Am I too spent to care?

Pannya is having a 'rest day'. It's warm but breezy with the windows and doors open. I'm just practicing breathing. I've been short-of-breath and I don't know what will help with that. I've mentioned this to Pannya as it's important when I'm trying to swim. I could go farther if I could hold more breath. I also panic. But I am getting better in the water. Time to get a mask (and eye goggles) and ask everyone as someone might know a solution. When I have had enough I sit in the shallow kid's section and practice floating, breathing or just relaxing looking up at the stars. The pool is good for my skin, in spite of the chlorine. My feet are looking much better. A nice warm "bath"... does things for me that a hot shower can't.

Pannya wants to swim at 7 p.m. That's a good hour... most days. I must say that my routines are helping me emotionally, physically and otherwise. I should tweak them but frankly? I'm a tweaker, so I needn't worry. My list gets longer or shorter depending on my mood and circumstances. Some days I'm just doggy-paddling. And that's okay.

They damned me to hell, never asking me whether that's where I wanted to go. They said I could be saved by ritual and confessions of faith; but, rituals are mere motion if not backed by belief, and confessions would expose my secrets. My mother kept the secrets and I feared her reality more than mere man-made fiction.

25 กรกฎาคม 2566

exor. 500/250/250/500 = 1.500 Yes, I can do this but 1.200 is a better level for now.
ss&s.
face. photo of flower.
news. privilege is not being charged for posting illicit photos, MTG...
เที่ยง. 86F 30C degrees.
bogs. Intuey/Elle/Robert
blog. "Cars, ADS, BLs, Mercury and Me." 
PorP. "A Republic... if you can keep it. [72] J13 39w 'democracy'" 
wash. Pan does a big wash.
Thai. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITcORbfjYAU How to use "bàeb(แบบ) & yàang(อย่าง)"
walk. pizza with David.
chat.
pool.
tv25. "Jungle"

24 กรกฎาคม 2566

exor. 400-200-200-400. 09:39 75 degrees.
obsv. Girl playing, squad of butterflies, hummer-moth, spent white trumpets (last night's rain) katydid, last orange flowers aloft, a breeze, sun peeking in-and-out.
ss&s.
เที่ยง. 87°F 31°C; Precipitation: 61% chance... hopefully it'll rain; Humidity: 71%; Wind: 5 mph.
PorP. "Miss Martha Louise [71] J12 40w 'root'" 
walk.
chat.
bogs. Neil/Intuey/Sara
news.
face.
ytBL. Home School ep. 14 "Revenge"
pool. s.o.b. spent time in the wading pool. Not a good day.
tv25. The Jungle. Dark, seems shallow. May be worth watching for the actors in new roles.

Forty forty FORTY

07/24/2023-'root' Martha Root traveled the world, toting hat boxes and luggage to meet Queen Marie of Romania. She was rootless but not ruthless. She was a champion of a cause.
07/25/2023-'democracy' You voted? Nah... Why? Why bother? They're coming for your brother you know. Take him. And they have eyes on your sister. Let them.
07/26/2023-'love' I beckon your lips. I caress your hips. What do butterflies know of love beyond the sip of nectar, Zmitri? Do they share kisses or embrace in a hug? Are they merely bugs...
07/27/2023-'image' A breeze ripples the water, distorts the reflection of the lily. Your voice echoes in my mind and your image wavers with lost time. Zmitri, I miss you.
07/28/2023-'face' On the face of it, I've faded, Zmitri. The fire in my belly has become a dying ember. But I'm still a Dragon in love with a Rat. Fire in love with Water.
07/29/2023-'grow' Intertwined the vines grow together reaching new heights, ropes turning leaves to the distant sun, flowers nourishing bees. And what of these? Two lovers hugging Zmitri? It should be you and me.
07/30/2023-'emotion' Your cool depths betray no emotion. Your surface remains un-rippled. I would drop a pebble into your frozen puddle, Zmitri, to let you know that I've visited.
07/31/2023-'enthusiasm' Galaxies swirl in a dance, suns mere eddies on the stream of cosmic consciousness, the rock we sleep on provides respite from the never-ending enthusiasm engulfing us. Rest, Zmitri, tomorrow I leave.

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