Very few things make sense, and those things that do are: trekking across to the neighboring town to go stand in my sister Susan's swimming pool; going barefoot; taking care of my herb garden; watering; and overfilling the fishpond so that Frigidaire-Ziploc and Tina don't cook.
Nothing of value is rattling around in my head, but a few clutterbits are clogging things up, so I'll dump them out and see if you want to pick at them.
1. Accidental Art: Rick is Old-Skool about his cellphone, and he wears it clipped to his belt. Sometimes, it rotates and, when he bends or reaches and, er...laps over a bit, he somehow manages to inadvertently take a picture. This happened a lot more with his old phone, and he once took an entire movie while he played golf, including the part where he stopped suddenly and said, "Wait! Do you hear something? Like something is running, sort of?" Here is Rick's latest impromptu photo:
I believe this was snapped as he got out of the Prius at the Angola exit/rest stop on I-90 on our way to Canada. It was our only stop, and I see a Red Roof Inn sign up there in the background. This never happens to me. I keep my phone in my little red Italian purse. I told Rick he should start a tumblr.blog of these pictures. Sadly, there are a lot.
2. Tweets For Salvation: I have been torturing my Catholic sister about this already. Pope Francis is offering a reduced time in Purgatory for any Catholic who follows him on Twitter. Holy crap--literally. What a racket. What's become of the Catholic Church that I left years ago? First the Mass stopped being in Latin, then they allowed a bunch of folk guitar music, then everyone had to shake hands in the middle of things, now this! It's not that easy, however; "to obtain indulgences over the internet or otherwise, believers would first have to confess their sins, offer prayers and attend Mass." But...isn't that what practicing Catholics do anyway? Further clarification is offered by Archbishop Claudio Maria Celli, head of the pontifical council for social communication. “You can't obtain indulgences like getting a coffee from a vending machine,” he told an Italian newspaper. (But pretty much like that.)
3. No Frills: Quite some time ago, Rick and I got rid of cable TV. We had Time Warner, and it was awful. I mean, Awfully Awful and in every single way you could enumerate. Here's the verdict: We do not miss anything but CNN and MSNBC. We went to an HD antenna (this one), and really, we have never looked back. Each day, I look in my sacred Plain Dealer to see what is on cable, and I have yet to sigh, "Ohhh, if we only had cable!" We have use of Jared's Netflix, and we are reveling in "The West Wing." So good! So smart! And, sadly, still so current.
There. Empty again. And outside, ninety again. Humid again. Horrid again. I'm off to the grocery store for a few key foodstuffs (shrimp, flatbread, pasta, steaks--all sale items!), then it's pool time again! Now that I think about it, not too terrible after all.
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