...so here it is.
The fact that your correspondent has absolutely nothing to say is beside the point.
The fact that his brain has been slowly turning to mush during these endless months of inactivity due to pandemic-caused quarantines/shelters in place/lockdowns/ever-changing new normals is of no consequence whatsoever.
The fact that the only thing in this post with which some of you might disagree is the word slowly means nothing in the greater scheme of things.
It is Tuesday (except where it's Wednesday), and it is time for another post.
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me
with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
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<b>Post-election thoughts</b>
Here are some mangled aphorisms I have stumbled upon over the years: 1. If you can keep your head when all anout you are losing thei...
Noooo, you must pull yourself out of this mire which the pandemic is trying to leave us in and find a way to de-mushify (how do you like that word?) your brain! I don't have any answers but I realized something the other day that does concern me. Since the lockdown and everything that has gone with it I can see a difference in myself and I don't like it! The word slowly actually fits because I think we are all slowly changing but I'm not sure what we are changing into! (I refuse to let it be mush!) There's a scary thought!
ReplyDeleteBonnie, thank you for your nice long comment. I like the word de-mushify very much, actually. It sounds like what the exhausted contesders do at the end of the Iditarod dogsled race in Alaska.
DeleteWe change so slowly that we can never see it ourselves. Usually others have to tell us what they see. They are seeing less and less of me as I have lost 42 pounds since June 2019. The cost of new clothes (which I have not yet bought) is a scary thought of a different kind!
It is so hard to bring up the brilliant ideas we all had before we were asked to shelter in place. One day blends into another as one week blends into another as one month blends into another... All we can do is keep on moving.
ReplyDeleteEmma, and before we know it a lifetime has elapsed.
DeleteDefinitely Wednesday here. And yet another day when mushbrain rules.
ReplyDeleteStay well, stay safe.
Sue, I was thinking of you folks down under when I mentioned Wednesday. I hope mushbrain will soon be out of fashion, but we have an election to get through first.
DeleteDo not think the idea of your brain turning to mush is an excuse for not posting. If I may say so Robert Brague, that's a ridiculous idea and I will now berate you for using the word mush.
ReplyDeleteAnd having said that, if I had a bicycle I would swiftly pedal off into the sunset to escape your wrath.
Alphie
Alphie Soup, you misjudge me! My wrath is not easily provoked. I am calm, cool, and collected. And I never curse, but where I spit, grass never grows again.
DeleteHere's a little secret: I never learned how to ride a bicycle, so you couldn't have picked a better escape vehicle.
As someone who has never had a brilliant idea in his life things have not, in that department, changed for me because of lockdown. I have enjoyed it despite missing all the visitors who have had to abort their visits and all the visits I have had to abort too. I have enjoyed my garden in a way not enjoyed before. I have enjoyed the fact there has been no need to worry about timetables and appointments. I have just enjoyed it all because it would have been sad not to. Now I have to start getting back to the reality of having to visit Glasgow for hospital appointments next week. I'm not looking forward to it one little bit. But I shall enjoy the drive (not having used half a tank of fuel since February) and meeting people.....I hope. Will I get inspiration for another blog post? If I do then I shall enjoy that very much.
ReplyDeleteGraham, what a nice long comment! Thank you! My post seems to have stirred the gray matter in several readers.
DeleteI cannot believe that you have never had a brilliant idea. Why, deciding to spend half the year in New Zealand surely must count for something. You find enjoyment in many things, and that strikes me as a wonderful way to live. I do hope your Glasgow stay produces even more enjoyment for you. I'm counting on it.
The New Zealand stay was more of a lightbulb moment. My Glasgow stay is for scans and my drugs trial review. Hopefully they will show that I'm still alive. It usually does. So from that point of view hopefully it will be enjoyable. I shall also see friends. That will definitely be enjoyable.
DeleteYou seem to like long comments, maybe because it's something to focus on for a few seconds of this eternal pandemic?
ReplyDeleteI spent a few hours yesterday making masks. The sewing part is ok, the picking fabrics part was fun. I have a bit of an obsession with fabrics, it's taken me 49 years to realise I do but now I have!
Maybe I'll write a post about it, it would appeal more to the crazy crafters out there than to my usual readership but then, you never know what odd thing I'm going to pontificate about next.
How am I going? distracted yet? where's Ursula when she's needed, she can write an essay about nothing at all....
kylie, it's not that I like long comments, I was just pleasantly surprised at the response my somewhat strange post elicited. I do wish you would post more often, but hey, it's your life after all and you know best what you can handle.
DeleteUrsula has never commented on my blog. I don't know whether to be concerned or grateful.
How? Nothing will come of nothing. Speak again.
ReplyDelete"King Lear" Act I scene iv
Neil,
DeleteHave more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest,
Lend less than thou owest,
Ride more than thou goest,
Learn more than thou trowest,
110Set less than thou throwest,
Leave thy drink and thy whore
And keep in-a-door,
And thou shalt have more
Than two tens to a score.
Also from King Lear, Act 1, scene iv
Have a watch of this, it'll tickle you.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1J3NLNWAPU
Let me know if it doesn't work at your end.
Michelle, that is five minutes and 13 seconds of my life that I will never get back again. The Ross Sisters were fascinating in a macabre sort of way.
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