Hi readers. Thanks for coming by for a read.
Jeanne’s explained some of the things happening in my life at the moment, how I’m having phone and Internet access issues. And she and I have both been sufficiently cryptic to cause some to conclude major issues are stalking around my life making nuisances of themselves.
Fact is, nothing here is all that major, nothing uncommon. What’s going on in my life is an interlude between adventures. A break in the plotlines to allow some breathing on the part of the author and major characters before the really juicy stuff comes trotting down the pike. Nothing at all gloomy in this neck of the woods. Mild anticipation, excitement kept carefully under control best describes the mood.
Hells bells I had a whatchallit, ecco or echo sonogram of my heart the other day, got to watch that poor worn out, frayed piece of meat trying to keep track of what it’s supposed to be doing, got to watch it wiggle, trot across that screen looking and sounding for all the world like the grim reaper.
If that ain’t a one-in-a-lifetime experience I can’t imagine what would be, and I was the one right there lucky enough to get to see it. I don’t blame you folks for wishing you could be me.
But in between all the pesky details packed into the upper end of a human lifetime I’ve been seeing some pretty decent old movies I’ll be telling you about. And reading some good books.
In a few days I expect I’ll begin a blog entry telling you about God Knows, by Joseph Heller. So much better than Catch 22 it’s a wonder anyone even ever heard of Snowden. If King David had written a hindsight view or review of the Old Testament, God, everything you read and passed over in the Bible without stopping to think about it, think it through and examine the implications, God Knows would have been the result.
But for some reason it took Joseph Heller to come along and actually do it. A book you should hunt down and read if you can find one. An important book.
I’d send you mine, but I have it earmarked for my ex-wife.
Old Jules