I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
September 07, 2012 - 12:30 p.m.
I'm writing this in my office and don't have that much time. That's probably for the best because I'm having a Crohn's attack. Isn't that a great way to start the first day of school? I've been tapering off the prednisone. Yesterday was the first day I didn't take any. I was scheduled to take 5 mg today. I take one pill every other day as the penultimate step in getting off it. As has happened every time I've tried over the last 8 months as soon as I took no predisone I got sick. I took the 5 mg I was scheduled for when I woke up. After breakfast when I realized I was having an attack I took another 15 mg. A shot of 20 mg has been enough to make the attack pass that day. If it does next time I start tapering off I'm going to stop at 10 mg and stay there for a while. Then maybe I'll try going down by 5 mg a week instead of every 3 or 4 days.
My plan for last night was to see the electrifying Emily Elbert at Rockwood Music Hall . Emily is on my never miss list and she is now one of my Brooklyn Peeps. Then Jim messaged me and asked if I wanted to see Iris DeMent give a WFUV Marquee member concert at the Living room. I had not seen Irish since she opened for Nanci Griffith at Carnegie Hall in 1993 or 1994 so she won. That show was the first time I saw Pete Kennedy. He was in Nanci's band. Maura hadn't yet joined it.
The show was at eight but Jim told me that he was told to get there by 7 PM so that's what I planned. I walked by Rockwood a few minutes before 7 and saw Emily inside. I was tempted to go in just to say hi but then it would awkward to say that I had leave so see someone else perform so I didn't.
When I got to the Living Room I saw Paul and Amy and John but not Jim. Annette got there a few minutes after I did. Later we were joined by the WFUV contingent, John, Sarah, Jeremy, Rita and Laura. But still no Jim. We went in and took our seats and still no Jim. He finally made it right before the show started. He had to work late.
Iris was great. She sounds like she grew up in Arkansas where her parents are from not Southern California where she spent most of her childhood. When I first heard her almost 20 years ago I thought she sounded like a young Nanci Griffith and still do. When she first came out she reminded me Cary Cooper, filled with Hobbity adorableness, someone I just want to give a big hug to. That feeling lessoned as her music and herself seemed to contain so much sadness. She is not lighthearted though she never took herself too seriously. To keep in the Tolkien her songs are filled with the sadness of Middle Earth. They are not feel good songs but they are songs that make you feel. They are beautiful. She needs to wait less than 16 years before writing new ones.
Iris is a big star and Emily is not, but that is not why I chose to see Iris. She is an amazing musician but so is Emily. Emily is every bit as good st Iris. I just chose to see the performer I haven't seen in 18 years not the one I saw several times this year.
I've left out much of what I wanted to write about but now I have to get to class. Maybe I'll get to it tomorrow or tonight if I'm feeling up to it. When I got back to my office after class I told Carey on FB that I had a Crohn's attack and to make it go away. She gave the Crohn's a tongue lashing. I went to the bathroom and felt better. I'll give Carey the credit not the predisone
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