the storm before the lull
Jul. 3rd, 2002 07:58 amSometimes I think it is the day before a holiday day which is the real holiday. One gets work done, has meetings, thinks great thoughts, and feels relief, all knowing a day off is just ahead. Even the bliss of the day off work is not equal to the bliss of the day before the day off work. The sound of the tea pot whistle always tastes better than the tea.
We have our third day of rainy weather. Apparently, central and south Texas are in deluge. In north Texas, we're just in pleasant overcast skies. It's as though I fell asleep and awoke in a particularly pleasant San Francisco rainy Spring day, in an El Nino year. Tomorrow is to be warmer again, but I'd rather savor this weather than think about tomorrow.
My favorite "overlooked" lake, Lake Ray Roberts,
was featured in the local newspaper as "the local great overlooked lake". It has great hiking and biking trails, natural woodlands, the zebra longwing butterfly (found essentially in a little strip of Texas and in Florida--I don't know why such a distribution), and a really uncrowded ambience. When I see an article "discovering" it,
I feel at once that warm glow that I was already in the 'know' (I am a bit silly) and the fear that now everyone will know. I'm not sure people read the paper, though--that's my last best hope for peace.
I notice that I read the birthdays section of the newspaper far too often. Who really cares how old celebrities are? I suppose I must, or I wouldn't read it. It's funny, the three reactions--"I thought he died years ago, but he's only 70", "I never realized we were essentially contemporaries--I've been a fan for ages", and
"oh my goodness, I could have been her father!".
Note to self: acquire weighty looking tome to accompany raisin bran.
I started a novel by old Baja hand Harry Crosby.
As near I can from the first fifty pages make out, it's a first person narrative about a February-December relationship, only February is a charming paid companion. Everything is of course bathed in foreign travel and witty, meaningful conversation. Nobody ever stops by the convenience store for a "hit" of beef jerky, or hankers for a quarter pounder with cheese or discusses John Grisham novels.
The "duality" of the love story v. the mercantile transaction seems to be the theme. Some days I wake up and wonder if life is too short for reading silly novels. It's engagingly written, but I have to wonder if another book, say Scorpions of Baja, might not have been a more profitable pursuit. I'll finish it, though, I suppose.
I need to put batteries back in that shortwave radio, whose batteries I "robbed" for some other appliance. Then maybe I can go to Copenhagen
or Lisbon...in my mind. But I'll refrain from mercantile transactions, if I can.
We have our third day of rainy weather. Apparently, central and south Texas are in deluge. In north Texas, we're just in pleasant overcast skies. It's as though I fell asleep and awoke in a particularly pleasant San Francisco rainy Spring day, in an El Nino year. Tomorrow is to be warmer again, but I'd rather savor this weather than think about tomorrow.
My favorite "overlooked" lake, Lake Ray Roberts,
was featured in the local newspaper as "the local great overlooked lake". It has great hiking and biking trails, natural woodlands, the zebra longwing butterfly (found essentially in a little strip of Texas and in Florida--I don't know why such a distribution), and a really uncrowded ambience. When I see an article "discovering" it,
I feel at once that warm glow that I was already in the 'know' (I am a bit silly) and the fear that now everyone will know. I'm not sure people read the paper, though--that's my last best hope for peace.
I notice that I read the birthdays section of the newspaper far too often. Who really cares how old celebrities are? I suppose I must, or I wouldn't read it. It's funny, the three reactions--"I thought he died years ago, but he's only 70", "I never realized we were essentially contemporaries--I've been a fan for ages", and
"oh my goodness, I could have been her father!".
Note to self: acquire weighty looking tome to accompany raisin bran.
I started a novel by old Baja hand Harry Crosby.
As near I can from the first fifty pages make out, it's a first person narrative about a February-December relationship, only February is a charming paid companion. Everything is of course bathed in foreign travel and witty, meaningful conversation. Nobody ever stops by the convenience store for a "hit" of beef jerky, or hankers for a quarter pounder with cheese or discusses John Grisham novels.
The "duality" of the love story v. the mercantile transaction seems to be the theme. Some days I wake up and wonder if life is too short for reading silly novels. It's engagingly written, but I have to wonder if another book, say Scorpions of Baja, might not have been a more profitable pursuit. I'll finish it, though, I suppose.
I need to put batteries back in that shortwave radio, whose batteries I "robbed" for some other appliance. Then maybe I can go to Copenhagen
or Lisbon...in my mind. But I'll refrain from mercantile transactions, if I can.
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Date: 2002-07-03 07:29 am (UTC)There's nothing wrong with "silly" novels... Sometimes mindless reading is good for the soul; it can take your mind off *stuff* and doesn't take too much concentration... I think I need something along those lines right about now.
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Date: 2002-07-03 07:32 am (UTC)The author says he was trying to figure out a realistic way for a 68 year old man to romance a 24 year old woman. His solution? well, therein lies the tale....but it is a good read....I think it's available on amazon.com
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Date: 2002-07-03 07:35 am (UTC)Enjoy your holiday!!! (and the rest of the day before)
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Date: 2002-07-03 01:38 pm (UTC)how nice!
Date: 2002-07-03 01:45 pm (UTC)Should I email you with my snail mail address?
Re: how nice!
Date: 2002-07-03 02:12 pm (UTC)by media mail. When you're finished, perhaps you can send it by media mail on to
Then we'll have a land mail art object comprised of one unaltered book :)
It's no problem at all. E mail me a snail address, and I'll send it out next week as soon as I've finished it.
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Date: 2002-07-03 08:20 am (UTC)I'd still read it, though.
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Date: 2002-07-03 08:32 am (UTC)another note
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Date: 2002-07-03 09:08 am (UTC)I wish the Emmys did the same as religiously.
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Date: 2002-07-03 01:43 pm (UTC)i used to like that show when they only showed Good News
now, they show the dark and tramautic just like everyone else so i don't wathc it religiously if at all
now i want to read that book "Paloma", wanna trade? i can send you "The Blue Diary" or perhaps Steve Martin's "Shop Girl" which i love and want back maybe
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Date: 2002-07-03 03:00 pm (UTC)As for exchange, I'd like a baseball cap from the
Quail Botanical Gardens :), or one of the books you suggest!
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Date: 2002-07-03 03:33 pm (UTC)hey! i used to have a membership to the Quail Botanical Gardens! it's about two blocks from where my brother Kenneth lives in Leucadia. i used to take my niece Alex there from the time she was about 4 months old and wander quietly through the trails, she loved the waterfalls and ponds the most and me the giant bamboo forest.
my brother still goes by their annual plant sale and one christmas season i took alex to see the big clydesdale pulling the sleigh and Santa Claus and the roasting of marshmallows over open fires listening to carolers
there was a guinea hen named Pete that showed up one day and he would walk around and talk to everyone like he owned the place, then he just disappeared one day
i will see what they have in the way of baseball caps as i'll go right by there on Friday and send you "Shop Girl" next week. i really liked it
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Date: 2002-07-03 03:51 pm (UTC)Re:
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Date: 2002-07-03 05:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-03 05:29 pm (UTC)Sometimes I forget that the dollar works differently in CA than it does in TX.
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Date: 2002-07-03 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-04 04:21 pm (UTC)i will go there when they open tomorrow and let you know later what i may have found
anything else while i'm there?
for your wife?
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Date: 2002-07-04 09:02 pm (UTC)If this is an imposition, though, I hate to impose upon you.
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Date: 2002-07-05 09:04 am (UTC)it will be some peace and quiet
and i love to shop with other people's money
heh heee hehe
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Date: 2002-07-05 09:18 am (UTC)