February 17, 2022

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

I guess we’re all presently pretty much staying at home. It’s nothing new to me. I’ve been like this for 10 years. Memories keep me going. I’ve always had great luck with the real estate. For example, the house I built in Montauk, New York, I turn to my left and see endless treetops and the ocean and the sky. When I lived in Australia, I would also be able to turn to the left and just see ocean and sky. When I lived in Paris, I would look straight ahead and see tile rooftops, chimneys and the sky. I was in the middle of Paris, but it was quiet as a mouse. All I’d hear were church bells and the birds. Now I live in a little stone cottage at the side of the road. Cool.

I’m still trying to get used to having a live-in health aide. It’s tough. People often say, what’s the difference between a shift worker and a live-in. Well a live in stays here, eats, cooks, showers. It’s basically like having a roommate. I guess it’d be ok if you had a big house where they would have their own ensuite bathroom, but I’m not really set up for that. Plus my daughter might come. That would be awkward. Anyway, one day at a time, right?

You know what’s interesting. When I had to pay for private homecare, a little earlier, I had no problem getting people because I paid them as they should be paid. But going through an agency seems real difficult to get someone. The pay is so low. That, plus the Covid going on, makes things difficult. Bottom line is: Don’t get sick, and for that matter, definitely don’t get old and sick. My friend said, “What? We should all check out at 65?” No there’s got to be a better way. Let me think about it. There’s not much else to do.

This is B. Nice signing off. A friend wants to get a photograph made, so I’m gonna go work on that.

Love, B. Nice

February 9, 2022

Oh man, when you have a traumatic brain injury like I do, sometimes it can be real tough. It can start with one thing and then everything else seems to fall upon your shoulders. For example, I saw a visual and audio about how I am. It was on a movie I made. Man, it bummed me out big time. I told you before, but the way I perceive myself from inside looking out, is much different from the outside looking in. In other words, man, I’m messed up. Well, that started a whole cascade of depression, then I had some other things going on with my health aides. That’s a long story. But, bottom line is, sometimes you gotta deal with a lot fo stuff. Not being able to do anything doesn’t help. But, life goes on. Right? I hope, at least.

I don’t really feel like blogging much anymore. Just one of those days.

Hey! I forgot to tell you more about the adventures of Andrew, my rabbit (see last week’s blog about the past). Don’t ever, I mean ever, put a leash on a rabbit. I tried to take my rabbit for a walk on a leash. Not a good idea. Man, those rabbits can hop high! It must have looked pretty funny. Poor Andrew.

I love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

January 12, 2022

Hi you guys, welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

I’m presently happy with myself. I managed to feed myself an entire lunch. It was a grilled cheese sandwich and some grapes. A three year old or a two year old would be proud of me. Mind you, I did make a bit of a mess. I lost a few grapes but I ate it all. I was happy with myself. So now, I’m starting to walk and feed myself. Very cool. Next step is ballroom dancing.

You don’t know, but between Covid, people rejecting shots and low pay for healthcare workers, it’s real hard to find people to look after you. As a matter of fact, I had to get a live in health aide. It’s like having a room mate all over again. Imagine that, 60 and having a roommate all over again. It’s a bit of an adjustment, but I’m doing it. Remember, adapting is so important if you’re gonna get through stuff like this. You have to be flexible and very patient. You never know what’s around the corner.

That’s it for this week. Love and miss you guys.

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you something. There were two Native American Indians in a teepee on the plain. It was a father and son. The son said to the father, “Father, why do we have the names that we do?’ The father said, “Well, as soon as a child is born, we look out the teepee door, and the first thing we see, we name the child. For example, when your sister was born, we looked out the teepee door and we saw a star. That’s why your sister is named Star. But I wonder why are you so curious Two Dogs Fucking?”

Love and miss you guys, B. Nice

December 23, 2021

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the present.

Who would ever think I’d be three years old again. You will see, I eat like a three year old. I am trying to feed myself. It’s not pretty. But my friend said at least I don’t throw my food. Actually, that’s a good idea. I think next time I go to a restaurant, I’m just gonna rifle a bread roll at the table next to me. Just start throwing my food. If they’re gonna stare, I’ll give them something to stare about. Actually, people staring at me is one reason I don’t like to go out.

Hey you guys! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Guess what my present is this year. Most of my aids have links to Covid, or have called out for the holidays. Fun. Right? My sister came through and got someone privately. She basically did other people’s job. I’ll tell you, I’m getting pretty fed up with the home-healthcare system. If they’d pay these people a fair and attractive rate, we wouldn’t have the problems of no staff. If I don’t get the proper coverage, I get checked into a hospital. Nice way to spend the new year, right?

I’m gonna go and practice throwing stuff.

Have a good Christmas.

Love, B. Nice

December 15, 2021

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

This week I was presently surprised to see my daughter was coming. She was only here a few days, but it was great to catch up. I haven’t seen her in a couple of years. She’s really grown up. She was very helpful to me. Amazing to see she’s all grown up. Believe me, when you’re in my state, you know, traumatic brain injury, you welcome all the help you can get.

I also got some new photos back. They were awesome to see. More material for the project I’m working on. I’ll include it above. When you’re like the way I am, you gotta keep working at what you love. I love photography, and my daughter.

Love, B. Nice