Leaving

Nosey and Delaney
Originally uploaded by knowlan
Nothing settled yet but I have two strong job possibilities - one
 in Seattle, one near Portland. So I shop around on Craig's list to
check out cost-of-living and am thinking I may not be able to
take my dogs with me. Both places are pricey, Seattle ridiculously
so. I might be able to take at least one of the dogs if I end up in
Portland, but Seattle - forget it.

This photo is Delaney with Nosey Flynn, taken last October.

I Dreamt of Joining the Circus

I Dreamt of Joining the Circus
Originally uploaded by knowlan

In olden days, if one couldn't find a job, there was always the
possibility of joining the circus. I must be holding on to that option
in my subconscious because I had a dream about it, though I'm not
sure what talent I could use there.

I do know how to read tarot cards. I might be willing to tattoo my
entire body. And I'm good with animals of all kinds. Though these
skills are not listed on my current resume.

Never Been

Every time I tell anyone that I have been to Spain numerous
times, but never to Ireland (where people seem to expect me
to have been) my ancestors turn over in their graves at
Hollywood Cemetery.

When I do manage to go, I will be taking these tips from
Ms. Flanagan of Ill Seen, Ill Said, with me.

Sherman

Sherman
Originally uploaded by knowlan


Sherman -He and his partner-in-crime, Lucy, have been working
(with his owner) across the street from my house for the past
four months. He literally loves the camera - sitting still as long
as I had the camera in hand, pushing my arm with his nose when
I would try to photograph something beside himself.

A sweet, mellow dog.

BFF

BFF
Originally uploaded by knowlan

Here she is - my new camera - a Canon Rebel T1i. I have a lot
to learn but am having a great time learning it. Hope to post
some good photos soon.

I spend most of my time now either taking photos or job hunting.

Bodega Bay

Bodega Bay
Originally uploaded by knowlan
I went to Sonoma County this weekend to visit Ry and Katie and also to take an
exam for a job. The weather was unbelievable - cool with a light breeze. Visited
a great vintage/consignment store in Sebastopol - right next to Aubergine's. Then
headed over to Bodega Bay. It made me realize that I never again want to live as
far from the ocean as I do now.

How are Things With You, Anyway?

My friend Fi asked me "how are things with you" a couple of days ago.

Fi, whose Indian name is Pollyanna Lay Down Gently, would not accept

a one-word answer, and she's the type of friend who knows when you are

bullshitting her, so I was forced to really think about how things are, and

how I feel about them and how to put it into words.  Which I did:

It is strange not working. I'm in limbo - ready to move but nowhere 

to move to. I have an "exam" for a job in California and I spoke to a 

lady there who said over 200 people are testing for this job. I feel 

like I should wear an old, wrinkled trench coat and carry a rolled up 

newspaper want ads section in one pocket and a paperbag with a 

pint of rye whiskey in the other and walk around dragging my feet in 

black and white on my way to the soup kitchen. In other words, it's

starting to seem like the Depression . . . . . 

 . . . . Life seems strange now.  Not bad, just strange.  Have you ever 

been to the movies in the old days where the movie is on two reels and 
one reel flickers to the end and the low budget theater only has one 
projector so the light come on for just a minute or so while they change 
reels - not enough time to buy popcorn or anything useful. And you sit 
there mentally suspended in the last frame of the movie, waiting, and then 
the beginning of the second tape sputters and starts and the movie continues. 
I feel like I am at that part - the break in reels - and it is taking a really long 
time for the projectionist to get his shit together.

But I'm ok with that. As long as I get to see the end of the movie and it has 

a relatively happy ending.

Image is from a fascinating article
from the Griffiths Cue-Dot Observatory.