I'm gonna make a list of all the lists I need to make. Then I'm gonna make an outline, with bullet points. And these bullet points will have vague references to actual activities or events or things to do. Here's a sample list:
1. Make a list of all the things I might include in my book.
2. Make an outline of possible chapters and title.
3. Make dinner.
4. Watch TV and go to sleep.
List item 1. Things I might include in my book. Places, people and events.
--Earliest memories
--Lake Isabella, Gracie and Bill
--Play Mountain Place, mom and the hippie years
--Santa Monica, the dad years, surfing, skateboarding and stonerism.Will Rogers, John Adams, Samo
--Anaheim, the punk years, Hope, Patrice, Cheri, LeSa, Sally, Cris, Melissa, Dawnelle, that Satan Chick, Ilene Skuratofsky (RIP)
--1983 to 1989, the cult years and aftermath, Yessenia
--The '90s in Chico, Uncle Steve, more stonerism and the desperate search for love, Carol, Rienna
--1998 to 2017, my life with Sharon including my Honda years, before and during her MS
--2017 to present: the wreckage
--Friends from Sabin, Marc, Marcus, David, Gaius Baddelly, Philip Giustino, Mike Trombie, Andy Smith, Dale Cunniningham, Herman Jiminez, Matt Brown, Robbie Mitchell, Stuart Fall, Steve Waugh, Dennis McGuire, Kevin K-Mart, Rob Peavy, Lance Mathyssen, Rick Johnson, Eric, Brian and Suzanne Murry, Kim Spencer, Jeanette Antoine, Denise Graubart, Ann Illions, Sherman Goodman, Paul and Tim Fallen, Mark Pflueger, Carey Gervais, Ronaldo Carrington, Martin Leon, Richard Leon (let's just start lumping people into groups, such as "Remnant folks"), Chris Knoll, Javier, James and Jim, Tina and Bob Hansell--oh, my butt's getting sore from sitting here remembering all these people.
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
I'm gonna make a list
Hi, I'm Andrew, AKA Hoodyup the Evil Caregiver, and I approved this blog post. I may not have been in my right mind at the time, but what's done is done. I stand by my sins. Eppur si muove.
I started this blog as a way to vent my frustrations with life, the universe and everything (not the book by Douglas Adams; that was quite good, actually).
My seemingly charmed life took a turn in 2004 when my wife Sharon was diagnosed with MS. This blog documents the fallout and revisits the past, as well as chronicling my dreams and rants throughout the years.
Be warned - explicit language and content that runs the gamut can be found in these posts, which describe personal events, both real and those dreamed up by my overactive nocturnal psyche.
Also, I use real names whenever possible, so if you see a post with your name on it, it probably refers to you. Unless, of course, you don't know me, in which case it is purely coincidental.
Enjoy your visit. Comment, if you so desire, or lurk privately. This blog can be your guilty pleasure (or displeasure).
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