i lost my RAINBOW ring presumably in the taxi home last nite...

electricity is cut @ our house.
godfrey & my sister, aleasha both insinuate we're going to be "isinyoka" (xhosa: "snake"/electric cable thieves) for considering relighting the main switch ...

"Hi M&G.I can b @ library 2mor just after 11h. U 2 must not stress. If it takes a while so b it. nite, nite! Dorianne” - sms

we get a lift into town with my mother, when godfrey takes me along to an 'empty tin can' produced poetry reading @ the wesleyan sunday school hall in mowbray. we meet khadija @ lucy's place along the way. khadija & godfrey are mind-blowing with the crowd adoring them.

'mission impossible III' on tv when we get back to my grandmother with cookies.

“Hi g lets go 2getha 2 obz am at lulu’s.k” sms from khadija...

"We leavin now. Should b ther in next hour or so” sms godfrey to lucy...

“What time are u cuming?” sms from lucy ...

"Hi LUCE! Cane we pop around 4 an hour? Could u please sms KHADIJA”s number? I need directions 2 da theatre wher we performin.” sms from godfrey to lucy..

sandra visits. we watch madonna in 'evita' on tv. ...

“hello S. sorry for long delay. We can talk more on Monday-busy with few enquiries. ” sms to shahieda...

“i first went to check if there was any mails. ill go b4 the sixth. thanks 4 ur concern” ...

"Meisie, ek kry giste vi John wat die een dai klong n moerse klap gegie het. Hy praat van karaoke? Jou cousins was seker te besig ne? Sien ons later?” sms, godfrey to sandra...

“Dorriane could we postpone our appointment ‘till Monday 11h00? Marcellino & Godfrey” to dorianne...

“@ the library now. i was waiting for you last weekend. sorry I didn’t reply- no airtime. c u soon.” sms to shahieda...

... i'm amazed @ all the abba references in madonna's 'confessions' period i find when i watch the abba dvd borrowed from the library.

godfrey gives sandra a key-chain i got from my mother. she's very appreciative . he asked it from me last nite. we talk about zachary's decision to leave school last week.
...

the puppies crap in the back yard after i've only had to rub their noses in it 1nce (for shitting in the house). i prompted them with dumping their feaces in the back garden...

listen to sandra's demo mixes in carol's car (best monitoring sound system i know)...

late nite we deliver a clothes order to aunt audrey.

...whiled the day away ...
science fiction is a mind altering substance...

the puppies get christened neo and morpheus . godfrey wanted to call one, "smaegol" initially. i was horrified (eerily, justin's dog was also nicknamed, smaegol). the adopted neighbourhood cats are very confused & intimidated ...

"Style... is a peaceful wild postin' the rude
Style... is growing your own food
Style... is a non-violent march
Style... is an accurate account of what's inside every heart (Style)

Style... is not a lie
Style... is a man that cries,

style... is puppy breath,
style... is no fear of death." prince, 'style'.

we got 2 new puppies today. we inherited them through sapphira at the salon from my childhood friend malcolm's batch. his son ke delivered them to the boutique. we take them to the s.p.c.a. for inspection & i run into johan from the old factory. sandra loves the puppies...

tonight before i fall asleep i remember waking inge & uncle colin, walking into their bedroom as a teenager sleeping over - they looked like adam & eve (both idyllic & futuristic, my german english-language teacher & her mixed-race husband) under the fur covers with the cats & dogs loitering around their room (i was reading 'clan of the cave bear' @ the time)... tonight i sleep with godfrey under thick pile covers with cats & puppies in our room. po-mo adam & yves, a dream come true (i hadn't even known i'd asked for!?).

...

... i woke up this morning to find our wrought iron, sliding motor-gate stolen. quietly in the night.
there's been a string of copper thefts in our local area...

my long-lost cousins brent & garth come to the library.
godfrey has taken over setting up dorianne's web-site.

ran into shadley coming out of a local store. walked past.

addictively reading sci-fi (the saga of 7 suns - book 4): ironically the spoilt blueblood character is as disempowered as under-employed coloured males...

skipped visiting the library today.

godfrey used to imagine us as primates or rodents grooming each other during his role-playing. today we're aliens (go figure!!).
...

the cats are grooming each other @ our bed's foot...

“Helo marci r u available this weekend . ?plslet me knw luv u shahieda” - sms

meet self-employed dorianne @ the library & accept to help her set up own web-site.

today is IDAHO (International Day Against HOmophobia)

my grandmother is visited by a sunday-school class (i guess today they're a monday-school) who's lesson today is about respecting elders. they sing & clap hands in the lounge and give her some wild flowers & fruit as gifts.

we escort carol to pick up sean from a drop-off point because of the train strike, there's no transport.

sandra visits. we chat ...

sandra visits & we work on a third song for her demo. godfrey arrives from the birthday party @ lucy's.
we intermittently watch 'mission impossible' on tv.
i listen to bjork before i go to sleep. we lay in each others arms.

morning i have to clean up after my grandmother who's soiled herself during the night.

i'm sitting outside, topless in the sun (after a week of rain) stroking cloudier when she starts to reciprocate & lick my arms with her sandpaper tongue. she's a mature cat but she suckles my nipple ring like my adoptive kittens used to do...

sandra visits shortly after 'vanity fair' starts... we work on writing some new material - zachary's report card is inspiration.

godfrey leaves for a friend's birthday celebrations @ lucy ...

godfrey makes gatsbies again & makes lunch for sapphira, the young woman tending my mother's shop. the hairdresseer, melissa comes to fetch her lunch package - strange: the last time i heard "persistence of memory", from soundandmotion simon's borrowed cd (which i caught melissa attempting to steal) she was boarding at our house.

godfrey makes chicken & egg gatsby (layered sandwich on roll) for lunch.

in the evening there's a black out & we're stranded in the library. lorraine, maureen & i have to wait for a church group who've booked the library hall for a meeting. we sit & chat in the foyer, in the dark with a constant stream of car headlights strobe lighting our conversation.

i realise that file-sharing is criminal excange (i've been justifying it by the scarcity of the items - seldomly downloading rare material but the cognition is now visceral) ...

i begin self-analysis with my bad-tempered grandmother ...

i'd forgotten today is our neighbour, reggie (cynthea's husband)'s birthday. we'd forgotten yesterday was carol's birthday.

“Kan ek my pie nou kom haal asb?” sms from carol...

mothers' day and godfrey makes a delicious pie ...

'war of the worlds' on tv.

2nd day of massively discounted, freewinds seminar lecture series by emanuel & is wife alexandra (WOW!).

the supper @ the hotel restaurant is amazing. beautiful dinner-time conversation.
i share a lift back to the conference room with greta while 80's madonna is panned as elevator music.

godfrey makes the extra effort of arranging lucy's place for us to overnite in town. i bump into him by the rose garden in the companje gardens.

"Hi Marcie why on’t u ask Godfrey 4 the key i wont be there 2nite going to Paarl love lucy” sms from lucy...

"LUCY, baie dankie. GODFREY het gereel. i didn’t know you’re out of town. enjoy the family. i forgot to say “please” earlier, but thank you.” godfrey to lucy...

"Good morning LUCY. I’m bothering you to find out if I could overnight at your place tonight. Marcie” to lucy, 10:54, 8 May 2010

first nite of freewinds seminar at the strand lodge hotel (i was here last with natalia's artists conference). the speaker is a hyperactive german youth, emanuel ...

“Hi Marcellino. Pls come in and do a new personalitytest so that u can c how u r doingwith ur new found knowledge, Muriel” - sms...

“by the eway its 4 seminars” sms from ellen...

"Hello ELLEN. Can I please have the address of the Freewinds rundown? Marcellino” to ellen, 13:02, 7 May 2010

“I’ll be in town later today. See you then. Marcellino” to muriel...

“Great. Take the test and I will b there round 4 to c u” sms from murial...

“Hi Mr Luyt how are u? Will u becoming today?, i have a workshop2morrow im going with Juanita 2nite, she’ taking me 2 the venue in the morning lots of love lucy” - sms ...

sandra visits in the evening. she likes the draft mix-down of her demo i made ... we watch 'the secret' for her 1st time.

“Just got ur message. Will c u on Friday morning 4 assistance wit workshop. Love u too!” to lucy...

overcast & drizzling. rainbow over the bay ...
more self-analysis... learning curve for both of us.

"hi luce. i miss u. am gonna b here 4 another week an a half 2 do my driving witg sandra&therapy wit marci. hugs, GODFREY” to lucy...

i feel energised after last nite's rec. session. it was fun (prayer times are in tune again) ...

my mother is attending the ne-yo concert this evening, thanks to dion buying them show tickets.
the weather is overcast & rainy.

godfrey wants to renege on his therapy. we have an emotion-charged debate & he later changes his mind back.

"chairman meow" is very catty. & bossy.

ellen called about an upcoming, massively discounted freewinds seminar in cape town.

my mother calls us hysterical, from the concert in the late evening so we can listen in



...

godfrey & i continue self-analysis (a spider scampers through the room in session - when i met godfrey he was using the 'anansi' e-mail service)...

on ctv a tedxusc speaker talks about 5 tribes - the 'life sucks'; 'my-life-sucks'; 'i'm great'; 'we're great' and 'life-is-great' tribal behaviours.

in the evening sandra visits with her karaoke mic. we plug it into my 'puter & record her 2nd demo, with godfrey's coaching & direction...

godfrey & me watch 'true lies' on tv again - i love jamie-lee curtis' character; i still can't forgive "governor" scharzenegger (afrikaans ~ "black negro"!?) for voting against gay marriage recognition...

over the last week i've become negligent of prayer times & sacro-magical responsibilities.

my mother, godfrey & me (the lucy's boutique) assist at the local woolworths in-house fashion parade, backstage...

my mother's amused by recollections of the addams family (especially morticia addams & bee-hives)

;
i love p.m. dawn's "may you always drink bizarre", for the mysterious "prince!" reference:
"I drink bizarre (repeat)
May you always drink bizarre

(Ooo.. i drink bizarre)
Well Hi Hello
How've you been?
I bet you've kept your teaching scars
Instant Karma catch the new flow
That keeps my emotions held behind bars
I bet you know 'cause I've told you before
And if by chance I might change my mind
It's no big deal
At least not totally judging by the reasons I find
A million decisions seem to be in flight
I quest the me where they travel at night
Screaming it's just your tv guide
That's the only logical answer.. right?

Tell me if you noticed I believe you're wrong
Even when you're about to take my hands and show me
Please don't confuse me if it turns me on
It seems to me you've always been since (may you always drink bizarre)
May you always drink bizarre... Prince

A figure eight... it is always said that I am you
If I exist a thousand times
What significance is it to you?
I don't think the reasons to understand
With several excuses for me to explain
What's the difference?
What's the problem?
If I exist upon various planes...
Clear the intricates of the slow motion
And you're constantly out of sight
I guess you're there for me to admire
The only logical answer.. right? right

Tell me if you noticed I believe you're wrong
Even when you're about to take my hands and show me
Please don't confuse me if it turns me on
I guess I'm attracted to your strength
May you always drink bizarre... Prince

I drink bizarre (repeat)

Hey sweetheart what's shakin'
Yea there's no mistakin'
For your system
Even I was fooled the last time
Have mercy I bet she's did it
I'm entranced, I put you away
And yet you still refuse to fight
I bet you feel so implored
The only logical answer.. right? wrong

Tell me if you noticed I believe you're wrong
Even when you're about to take my hands and show me
Please don't confuse me if it turns me on
Tears and laughter never made sense
So may you always drink bizarre... Prince

I drink bizarre (repeat)
May you always drink bizarre (repeat)
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