Ffolkes
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question…
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
~~ T. S. Eliot, “Love song of J. Alfred Prufrock” ~~
Dublin, Ireland
Good morning, ffolkes. Last night, Wednesday night, I spent in Dublin, having flown from San Francisco on a flight with a connection in Washington D.C.. Total time from walking out my door (at 0630 Tuesday) to falling into a bed at 12 noon Wednesday for a nap, was about 29 hours, or a bit more. When I managed to get a bit of rest, and some dinner, I hit the rack at 7 PM to engage in my nightly battle to sleep, this time with the added complications of extreme fatigue, jet-lag, and no MMJ…. Ack!
I am happy to say, though it was a pitched battle, during which I think the bed took the greatest damage, I won. I slept until 0300, almost soundly, and feel much better, even though once again in the position of being up, waiting for the remainder of the world to wake up. Ah well, I’ve a full Irish breakfast to look forward to, so, I’m happy, and, full of anticipation for the day….
This is all you get today, as I need to get organized, plan some stuff, and acquire some necessary items; an ‘errand’ day, with research, handily handled by a reasonably good internet connection. Tomorrow, or the next day, I’ll try to get some pictures up, if I can get any good ones…. But, mainly, I’ll be out there in the BBR, meeting the people, and dancing the dance…. I don’t intend to spend a lot of time online, as I can do that anytime, anywhere, these days.
So, see ya in a couple days, or less, or more…. who knows, and who cares? I’m on the road again….
Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…
When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.
Which is Why….
Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes,
I just sits.
gigoid, the dubious
The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.
PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.
“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
Kowabunga!
gigoid 
So glad you arrived safe and sound! Enjoy Dublin it’s a great place!! 🙂 xxxx
Thanks, milady; I’ll do me best (see, I even have the accent!)…
🙂
What’s the weather like? 🙂
I want a full report…..
Cool and damp, as advertised…
😉
I don’t like Chinese…:-(
Ah! sure ya do!! 🙂
We need pics Gig!
Gimme a day, at least. I’ve only been here one day, and haven’t even had timeto break out the camera, being occupied with avoiding accidents while driving, and trying not to fall asleep d/t jet lag…. I’ll get some up in a day or two… the BBR is currently my primary focus…
Hang in there…
gigoid, the busy…
😎
Excellent. Hope you are having the time of your life. Elaine wants to know if you are going to kiss the Blarney Stone? Peace bro.
Actually, no, I’m not… have you seen that thing? Filthy old stone, with a thousand years of spit on it… Sounds like one is lucky for doing it and living through it…
But, I’m having a great time; I’ll be pubbing & musicing in Galway next, after Dublin…
See ya…
gigoid….
I heard that if you rub your balls on it it will bring prosperity and good fortune!
I’ll leave that one for you, bro….
😉
Binder done that!
Reblogged this on gigoid and commented:
Ffolkes,
Well, so much for predictions. I had said I’d be spending time at the computer, working on a Pearl, but, thanks to the stress of helping a friend with a legal issue over the last few days, my own gut decided to give me fits for a few days, making it nearly impossible to sit at all, much less for extended periods in front of my screen. SIGH… So be it.
It’s better now, & a day or two of walking & eating right should fix what’s wrong well enough… with ‘well enough’ as the best for which I may hope at my age.Given the existent paradigm, I’d say I’ll have one ready to post by tomorrow ow the next day….. but, don’t hold me to that. Murphy’s been watching me, I can feel it….
In any case, here is a travelogue from my second trip to Ireland; the following posts can fill you in on some of that trip, which began well & ended…. well, let’s just say it ended early, & leave it at that….
Meanwhile, I’ll work on writing something actually worth reading, & go from there. See y’all real soon, relatively speaking. Until then, be well, be happy as you may be, and, stay alert….
gigoid, the dubious
😎
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question…
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
~~ T. S. Eliot, “Love song of J. Alfred Prufrock” ~~
Smiles gigoid here for a short Visit
Just to Dance Sing a Street Without A Village
the Saddest
of Human
Conditions Now..
Yet Still Allone Happy
As Life is GifT ALone or Shared
That’s
A given Already Now
Each Breath oF AiR..:)