Elephante Blanche by Bijou O’Keefe

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  • Water galore

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    Today was going as planned. My to-do list was done and we had another pleasant, weekly Zoom chat with my sisters. I live in a large city block, three story building called Project Artaud after Antonine Artaud, the French revolutionary theater artist. In 1973, what was formerly the American Can Company was converted into artists’…

  • Dick

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    Dick Vivian is my dance partner from the KOFY TV20 days (clip on YouTube) That would be late ‘80s. Trying to import a photo here. It’s a long and happy story with many anecdotes. It began when Dick, who was working at the Alta Plaza restaurant, came into my salon and requested a haircut. While…

  • I do (not know)

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    I have mixed feelings about marriage. I was married once. That lasted ten years and each year we celebrated it, we were both amazed we stuck with it. Until we didn’t No gruesome details, please. Oh, nothing horrible. Just that it lost the fun and pleasure we started out with. AS usual, there are two…

  • Thinking of Guadalupe

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    Had a sharp physical pain today that got me thinking what do I do here? My hip replacement is years old at this point. I haven’t done anything out of the ordinary. But walking, sitting, and standing back up suddenly required stability of furniture, not to hang onto, but touch for orientation. Hard to explain.…

  • Daily work out

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    No big deal. But necessary. I’ve adjusted it with regard to physical handicaps, which come and go. Some stay. Still, gets the circulation running and muscles renewed. My neighbor’s dog,Sheena, was at my door yesterday. There was a light knock. I was doing the workout. By the time I opened the door, Sheena was sitting…