Another gloomy day...with bits of sun, mainly in the morning. I think the Universe is trying to tell me something?
More watching of stuff, although I did finish reading the historical romance. It's the first book that I've actually completed "reading" since February 2020. Everything else has been "Audio" books and "Graphic Novels".
The experience of reading is different, in that different portions of the brain are involved, and there are days in which I've no difficulty at all, and other days in which I feel as if I've read the same paragraph fifteen times and can't remember what I've read or make heads or tails out of it.
Audio can be like that too, but has been less so of late. Pictures too.
The brain is a weird thing.
Last night, mother called around 10 PM, while I was reading in bed. I was tired. It was odd, since she's usually in bed by 9. But she'd talked to a friend of hers and my fathers. He'd been my father's best man at their wedding fifty-six years ago. The poor man's first wife, whom they'd also been friends with - had died of cancer ages ago. He felt lonely. His second wife, it turns out, had up and left him without warning after a brief disagreement. They'd argued. She got up. Packed her bags and left the house. Then took all their money out of their bank account, and sued him for their house. He still loved her, but she refused to see him, talk to him, take his calls, or read his letters. Apparently she'd gotten Parkinsons' and one of the side-effects for some sufferers of the disease is they have a psychotic break, and a major change in personality. In her case, she just stopped loving or caring about her husband.
He's also estranged from his fifty-seven year old son, who had to sell the business he'd inherited from his mother. And fool that he was, he just gave away the domain name without realizing he could have made even more money off of it. Word to the wise? If you register a domain name? Don't just give it away. If its distinctive? You can make a lot of money off of it. My brother made over $100,000 off of his company's domain name.
Her story broke my heart. I think there are more lonely and heartbroken souls out there than we all realize. My heart goes out to them. Life isn't easy for anyone.
I rather liked the message of the historical romance that I just finished. It was a bit different than the run of the mile romance. The characters were older for one thing. And married. The story was about them getting to know each other, and learning about each other through various family crises that they had to navigate together. Also, neither was landed gentry or aristocracy. Not really. One was the illegitimate son of an Early, disinherited and disowned, when the Earl's bigamy was uncovered. The other, the daughter of a Lord, who died without a male heir. They have a relatively small estate and his an industrialist. The focus however is overcoming grief and finding a way to love again and move on. And grief, alas is something I've been grappling with myself of late.
Flirted with some flims on Amazon Prime - one blew my mind. "My Mother's New Boyfriend" - it stars Meg Ryan as a middle-aged overweight mother, who manages to slim down considerably, and hooks up with a hot, somewhat dangerous spy played by Antonio Banderas. Ryan's son in the film is..."Colin Hanks". That blew my mind. It's as if the character in the film is taken from one of the many 1980s/90s rom-coms Ryan starred in with Colin's Dad, Tom Hanks, and Colin has been thrust in there as his son, while Tom himself is long gone, and replace by the dangerous and sexy Banderas.
I'm tempted to watch - just for that inside joke (which will be lost on anyone who is not familiar with "Sleepless in Seattle, You've Got Mail, and Joe vs. the Volcano". Not that you are missing anything.) But god, the film looks atrocious and offensive. I hate female fat shaming in movies.
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Still wear a mask when I go to the pharmacy, and walk outside the apartment, although I do take it off "outdoors" and when I'm by myself, which is more often than you would think. People don't tend to patrol the halls of my apartment complex - thankfully. It's actually very quiet most of the time.
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Niece is planning to take off for Brighton this weekend. Apparently she's connected with another old friend of my brothers. Also she has made friends with a bunch of students from Singapore, and has been staying at their flat, which is closer to the library than her dorm room. (My niece looks like she's from Singapore, she has almond shaped eyes, olive toned skin and dyes her hair black.)
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Decided not to go to church today, watched it on FB instead and proceeded to fall asleep during it. Did catch the tail end..about crossing the lines or the divide, and pushing back at tribalism. I liked that message. It came at the tail end of an odd story about a Christian man who believed in "the Rapture" and made plans for his dog, Millie to be taken care of by a neighboring Rabbi, if he got sucked up into the Rapture. She said he made a plan, and crossed the divide. And I thought okay...that I'm glad I missed, but I agree we need to talk to folks we don't necessarily agree with, and cross those lines of division more frequently. I don't like tribalism at all, or all the isms that fall beneath it (nationalism, racism, sexism, chauvinism, etc.)
I've been tired lately and sluggish. Today, I was told by the headspace app to do something I enjoyed. So I read. I enjoy reading. Not everyone does, but I always have - to escape fully into someone else's head or story...is a wonderful thing.
Tomorrow is working remotely. I've three weeks left of doing that. I wish it was longer. But it's yet another thing about my workplace and the world in which I reside that I've no control over.
Random Picture of the Night...

More watching of stuff, although I did finish reading the historical romance. It's the first book that I've actually completed "reading" since February 2020. Everything else has been "Audio" books and "Graphic Novels".
The experience of reading is different, in that different portions of the brain are involved, and there are days in which I've no difficulty at all, and other days in which I feel as if I've read the same paragraph fifteen times and can't remember what I've read or make heads or tails out of it.
Audio can be like that too, but has been less so of late. Pictures too.
The brain is a weird thing.
Last night, mother called around 10 PM, while I was reading in bed. I was tired. It was odd, since she's usually in bed by 9. But she'd talked to a friend of hers and my fathers. He'd been my father's best man at their wedding fifty-six years ago. The poor man's first wife, whom they'd also been friends with - had died of cancer ages ago. He felt lonely. His second wife, it turns out, had up and left him without warning after a brief disagreement. They'd argued. She got up. Packed her bags and left the house. Then took all their money out of their bank account, and sued him for their house. He still loved her, but she refused to see him, talk to him, take his calls, or read his letters. Apparently she'd gotten Parkinsons' and one of the side-effects for some sufferers of the disease is they have a psychotic break, and a major change in personality. In her case, she just stopped loving or caring about her husband.
He's also estranged from his fifty-seven year old son, who had to sell the business he'd inherited from his mother. And fool that he was, he just gave away the domain name without realizing he could have made even more money off of it. Word to the wise? If you register a domain name? Don't just give it away. If its distinctive? You can make a lot of money off of it. My brother made over $100,000 off of his company's domain name.
Her story broke my heart. I think there are more lonely and heartbroken souls out there than we all realize. My heart goes out to them. Life isn't easy for anyone.
I rather liked the message of the historical romance that I just finished. It was a bit different than the run of the mile romance. The characters were older for one thing. And married. The story was about them getting to know each other, and learning about each other through various family crises that they had to navigate together. Also, neither was landed gentry or aristocracy. Not really. One was the illegitimate son of an Early, disinherited and disowned, when the Earl's bigamy was uncovered. The other, the daughter of a Lord, who died without a male heir. They have a relatively small estate and his an industrialist. The focus however is overcoming grief and finding a way to love again and move on. And grief, alas is something I've been grappling with myself of late.
Flirted with some flims on Amazon Prime - one blew my mind. "My Mother's New Boyfriend" - it stars Meg Ryan as a middle-aged overweight mother, who manages to slim down considerably, and hooks up with a hot, somewhat dangerous spy played by Antonio Banderas. Ryan's son in the film is..."Colin Hanks". That blew my mind. It's as if the character in the film is taken from one of the many 1980s/90s rom-coms Ryan starred in with Colin's Dad, Tom Hanks, and Colin has been thrust in there as his son, while Tom himself is long gone, and replace by the dangerous and sexy Banderas.
I'm tempted to watch - just for that inside joke (which will be lost on anyone who is not familiar with "Sleepless in Seattle, You've Got Mail, and Joe vs. the Volcano". Not that you are missing anything.) But god, the film looks atrocious and offensive. I hate female fat shaming in movies.
**
Still wear a mask when I go to the pharmacy, and walk outside the apartment, although I do take it off "outdoors" and when I'm by myself, which is more often than you would think. People don't tend to patrol the halls of my apartment complex - thankfully. It's actually very quiet most of the time.
**
Niece is planning to take off for Brighton this weekend. Apparently she's connected with another old friend of my brothers. Also she has made friends with a bunch of students from Singapore, and has been staying at their flat, which is closer to the library than her dorm room. (My niece looks like she's from Singapore, she has almond shaped eyes, olive toned skin and dyes her hair black.)
**
Decided not to go to church today, watched it on FB instead and proceeded to fall asleep during it. Did catch the tail end..about crossing the lines or the divide, and pushing back at tribalism. I liked that message. It came at the tail end of an odd story about a Christian man who believed in "the Rapture" and made plans for his dog, Millie to be taken care of by a neighboring Rabbi, if he got sucked up into the Rapture. She said he made a plan, and crossed the divide. And I thought okay...that I'm glad I missed, but I agree we need to talk to folks we don't necessarily agree with, and cross those lines of division more frequently. I don't like tribalism at all, or all the isms that fall beneath it (nationalism, racism, sexism, chauvinism, etc.)
I've been tired lately and sluggish. Today, I was told by the headspace app to do something I enjoyed. So I read. I enjoy reading. Not everyone does, but I always have - to escape fully into someone else's head or story...is a wonderful thing.
Tomorrow is working remotely. I've three weeks left of doing that. I wish it was longer. But it's yet another thing about my workplace and the world in which I reside that I've no control over.
Random Picture of the Night...
