New year
Who'd a thunk that on Jan. 2, we'd be deluged with rain. Not snow. Not a sleety kind of drizzle. RAIN. Thunderstorm driving rain. So much for any snow on the ground. I need to see snow again.
Well, Alice is dead and gone. Well, dead at least. It won't be gone until this week.
After the last show, a bunch of the actors and crew went out for drinks at the brewery in town (mentioned a few posts back...). SM and I went along. (I don't think either one of us would have gone without the other.) It ended up being a good time, better than the previous outing. a) the group was smaller, and b) there were fewer distractions. The only sticky point was that, coming late, I ended up seated next to the crew person who has told me to leave her alone and not talk to her. Neither one of us was very comfortable. But after 3 beers I didn't care as much.
It's strange having this day off as a holiday. It makes no sense, it's not the first of the month. It's a monday, the 2nd, things should be open. Life should go back to normal now. So what that the 'holiday' was on a Sunday. It only happens once in seven years, suck it up. It only reinforces my belief that this whole holiday thing is totally arbitrary and meaningless. A day like any other. Really, how was Saturday different from Sunday, the 31st different from the 1st. It's just an arbitrary calendar notation.
I heard on the radio (NPR of course) that the official atomic clock people added a 'leap second' this year to keep the calendar current with the atomic clock. Other scientists were in favor of letting it go, and adding a leap hour every 36,000 years or so. Yeah, like they'd remember to do that at the time.
I keep seeing these surveys and memes asking about new years resolutions. Baloney. Making vague promises that are no more likely to be kept on Jan. 1 than on March 31. A day like any other. Obviously, don't get me started. I won't shut up.
I've been watching movies recently. While shopping on Sat. at Sams Club, I found, Simpsons season 7, and West Wing season 2 (at $15.00 I couldn't pass it up. That's what I paid for the first season too), and Wife picked up Brothers Grimm. Not bad. Almost typical Terry Gilliam.
Wow, I'm used to it from the dogs, but the cat sleeping on the bed with me right now (Tamsin, the tiger striped), is SNORING. Oh, well, back to my book. I'm finally reading the most recent Harry Potter. So far, it's right on par with the others, ok, but not spectacular. Obviously aimed at children (Hate mail should be sent to idontcare@yahoo.com)
Well, Alice is dead and gone. Well, dead at least. It won't be gone until this week.
After the last show, a bunch of the actors and crew went out for drinks at the brewery in town (mentioned a few posts back...). SM and I went along. (I don't think either one of us would have gone without the other.) It ended up being a good time, better than the previous outing. a) the group was smaller, and b) there were fewer distractions. The only sticky point was that, coming late, I ended up seated next to the crew person who has told me to leave her alone and not talk to her. Neither one of us was very comfortable. But after 3 beers I didn't care as much.
It's strange having this day off as a holiday. It makes no sense, it's not the first of the month. It's a monday, the 2nd, things should be open. Life should go back to normal now. So what that the 'holiday' was on a Sunday. It only happens once in seven years, suck it up. It only reinforces my belief that this whole holiday thing is totally arbitrary and meaningless. A day like any other. Really, how was Saturday different from Sunday, the 31st different from the 1st. It's just an arbitrary calendar notation.
I heard on the radio (NPR of course) that the official atomic clock people added a 'leap second' this year to keep the calendar current with the atomic clock. Other scientists were in favor of letting it go, and adding a leap hour every 36,000 years or so. Yeah, like they'd remember to do that at the time.
I keep seeing these surveys and memes asking about new years resolutions. Baloney. Making vague promises that are no more likely to be kept on Jan. 1 than on March 31. A day like any other. Obviously, don't get me started. I won't shut up.
I've been watching movies recently. While shopping on Sat. at Sams Club, I found, Simpsons season 7, and West Wing season 2 (at $15.00 I couldn't pass it up. That's what I paid for the first season too), and Wife picked up Brothers Grimm. Not bad. Almost typical Terry Gilliam.
Wow, I'm used to it from the dogs, but the cat sleeping on the bed with me right now (Tamsin, the tiger striped), is SNORING. Oh, well, back to my book. I'm finally reading the most recent Harry Potter. So far, it's right on par with the others, ok, but not spectacular. Obviously aimed at children (Hate mail should be sent to idontcare@yahoo.com)
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