Saturday solitude

It's a beautiful summer Saturday~ temps are climbing into the triple digits and should reach 100 soon, if they haven't already. The house is closed down. The fans are swirling cool air throughout the rooms. The matchstick blinds have been rolled closed~ a cool darkness fills the house. Pinpoints of sunshine are filtering through lace curtains and are throwing disco ball patterns of light onto the hardwood floors.
A blissful morning is moving into the early afternoon. Jeff is working while I've been home savoring the luxuriness of moments not having to be accounted for...
I went online and subscribed to the Paris Review~ love the writing! Ordered the new biographical release of J.D. Salinger. Finished a small movie maker project~ a still life of our house and pets.

A few weekends ago, while shopping in Martell, I picked up a few books. One of them, CHINA HIGH, I'll start reading this afternoon. An excerpt: ONE NIGHT IN THE WILD, WILD EAST: IN KEEPING WITH TRADITION, THE PARTY WAS HELD AT VIBES, A BAR INSIDE FACTORY 798, WHICH UP UNTIL 2002 HAD BEEN A STATE-OWNED FACTORY THAT MADE SOMETHING USELESS. BY THE TIME I ARRIVED, THE PARTY HAD JUST KICKED INTO HIGH GEAR. INSIDE THE ELEVATED DJ BOOTH, SUNSHINE SUNSHINE'S LATEST BEAU WAS SPINNING DRUM 'N' BASS. AT THE BAR, FIVE LAYERS OF PEOPLE HOLLERED FOR THEIR TSINGTAOS AND MOJITOS. UP ABOVE, CROSS-DRESSERS GOT DOWN ON THE NARROW, BLACK, METAL WALKWAY, SOME OF THEM LOOKING POSITIVELY FLY IN THEIR FEATHERS, STOCKINGS, AND G-STRINGS. ON THE DANCE FLOOR, LEATHER 'N' CHAINS, MASKS 'N' WHIPS, BUNNY OUTFITS, ANGEL WINGS, HEADMASTERS, DOMINATRIXES; IT WAS LIKE HALLOWEEN, JUST SWEATIER.

To go with this seedy, sizzling summer read are few tunes from the Eurythmics, Laura Branigan and Billy Ocean that capture that O so 80's vibe. Doncha just love MTV original classic videos and youtube?