You know that Wendell Berry poem about despair for the world?
I'm trying TV instead.
I'm not exactly sure where to find a wood duck at this time of year anyway.
Other than its mind-numbing effects, the TV isn't doing much to make me feel any better. On the one hand, NCIS reruns (more specifically Mark Harmon) and House (Hugh Laurie!) do have a way of making me smile.
I'm wondering what it is about grumpy almost-gray-haired men that I find so amusing.
On the other hand, watching an episode of What Not to Wear this afternoon and seeing a little too much of myself in the awkward, she-really ought-to-wear-some-makeup woman, that didn't improve my mood much.
Are there any normal, well-adjusted people on TV? Are there any normal well-adjusted people who watch TV?
God it bores me.
I found a neat little used bookstore and self-publishing place in Asbury the other day. I went in shopping for a retirement gift and came home with this, and this, and this.
So much for not buying any new books. I felt a little guilty, but happy to have discovered a book shop where the proprietor was a reader herself and capable of making book recommendations. Probably I'll go back there often.
My clients are one-by-one going off the deep end and threatening to take me along for the ride. I can probably predict the full moon by the number of phone calls I get on any given day.
I'll save that rant for another time.
In the pizza place the other day, a man "selling" toys out of a very large duffle bag approached me by asking if I had grandkids. Grandkids.
I gave him some friendly sales advice.
Probably my camera lenses are "for sale" in a similar fashion in some other pizza place or chinese restaurant.
Still pissed about that.
Anyone use Pandora Internet Radio? It's very neat.
So what are you all watching or reading or listening to lately?
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