Part 1. The Healing

It was yet another virus complete with non-stop pounding headache combined with lower abdominal discomfort that one does not really wish to describe, nor hear about. Almost a full week later my daze blurred with my life-long inante ability to suffer beautifully, I traversed the long 45 mandatory miles to seek assistance from my qualified medical professional. He supplied me with long overdue, essential medication, and while awaiting the pharmacist's complete attention, I managed, with some difficulty, determination and wandering, to finally find my way to The Electronic's Department...and there, the final ingredient to complete my healing process was discovered for the modest price of $7 and change... I, at long last, purchased the DVD "The Big Lebowski."

Part 2. Long Overdue

"Hey...at least I'm housebroken!" It is still beyond my grasp to comprehend the method in the madness that instigated my past history of procrastination. But things happen for a reason. Seeing this cinematic kaleidescope of preferred nomenclature Friday during my quest for recovery, the issue is that it came into my possession when I needed it most, to possess it during my most quintessential era of rehabilitation. It is a buddy movie, not a chick flick, and wonderfully, it works for me.

Part 3. Profanity- a matter of a point of view

The movie can not solve my problem with the F-word, only I can. And I have. It only bothers me if Bubba walks by and over hears the dialogue in the midst of the cavalcade. In another life, I was well-versed in the vernaculer, yet during my current era, I only utilize the words sparingly, rarely, on whispered, low-profile occasion. Indeed, to achieve the required "Duderino" mindset, I can roll with it. And the "Dude" mindset is not that of a nihilist, but one of living in the moment with the most benign of intentions, taking joy and solace where you are, and who you are. As the Dude teaches, and thus most admirably, abides.

Part 4. In Recovery-not really

I just feel a whole lot better after 4 days of proper medication, rest, mixed fruit juices,laughing, chicken and vegetables and repeat performances of all Dude, all the time, whenever Bubba is not in the same room. I am, as they say, on the mend, and back in the game. I retain the Dude attitude. Still mesmerized in what I am still learning every time, I review the revelations. After a weekend of tying the room together, with Columbus Day come and gone in more ways that I can count, I am ready for the morrow. A job fair, an inquiry regarding cover letters, a visit with Mother, picking up my Angel sister,as well as ensuring her way home, perhaps encountering my second Sweet Sister, skipping or having luncheon, hopefully packing a cooler (with serious health stuff, seriously), returning library books, T. S. Eliott, more Stephen King, & book on disk "The Good Guy" Dean Koontz's latest, not to forget, seeing and being validated by Cecile, helping out Mean Jean, who isn't, before returning home to my beloved in time for "Earle." Which, by the way, I feel was in part, inspired by the Dude, as is this New Season's Nerd Dude, "Chuck."

In thus, this Dudette has hope, style, and grace in the promise of her future abidement.

"Beowolf" also appears promising.