I go through periods of reading voraciously, until my cup is full, and periods of not reading much at all. I’m in a reading phase right now, with the most recent adventures being Trusting the Gold by Tara Brach, David Copperfield’s History of Magic, and Story: Style, Structure, Substance, and the Principles of Screenwriting by Robert McKee. On that last one, I’m assuming it might be good to know how a story is told even if I don’t have ambitions of writing screenplays.
What are you reading? Do you also go through reading and non-reading phases?
I’m not, but I’m flattered that you think I could be.
It’s worth stepping outside sometimes just to see who I get mistaken for. Yesterday, someone in my own neighborhood wondered if I was the mailman. Another time, I happened to be walking past an oddly-parked semi-truck and was accused of being its driver. Imagine, me a truck driver! It never would have occurred to me that I could even look like a person capable of such a life. People who don’t know me see so many more possibilities for me than I do sometimes.
Happens to the best of us
I saw tabloid-style headlines about a customer who found himself locked inside a closed grocery store, and I was reminded of this childhood experience.
Speaking of old times
I just realized that it has been 30 years since I was in kindergarten. Why do we do high school reunions rather than kindergarten reunions? By high school, classes were bigger, cliques existed, and everyone was awkward. Wouldn’t the reunion be more of the same? Why do we want to revisit that time? At a kindergarten reunion, by contrast, we could all be very kumbaya, do some finger-painting, eat some graham crackers and juice, collapse on the floor for a quick nap. Now there’s a reunion I might actually attend. Mrs. Hashimoto is still around…
On the passage of time, I hope you’ve heard “Combover Blues” by Todd Snider.
I get that people are tired of thinking and talking about COVID two years into this mess, but I hope we have not lost our capacity to be shocked by this disease killing Americans at a steady pace of 3,000+ people per day in recent days. This is appalling, and I can’t fathom those who are still unwilling to take basic precautions to avoid it. Even some of those who were on board at first are getting a bit lackadaisical now.
Possibly a psyop
If there’s a video more calibrated to touch on all my major interests than Willie Nelson doing a card trick for his sister on a tour bus, I can’t imagine what it would be.