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The laundry is in the dryer and has about twenty minutes to go if that. I'll get it done before 7, which is lovely. Due to the new commute, and the cooperation of the trains, I managed to get home early enough to go to the pharmacy, and do laundry, which means I can participate in the Big Economic Shopping Blackout this Friday. (Basically don't buy anything but essentials, and nothing from anywhere but small minority/women owned disadvantaged and local businesses. Avoid corporate owned franchises and businesses. No banking, no nothing.)
Curious to see if it accomplishes anything. There's a lot of boycotts going on at the moment.
I'll probably finish my laundry before I complete this post. [I did.]
I took the time to sketch an interesting woman who sat next to me on the subway (from memory not on the subway - I waited until I got home first and did it while doing laundry). ( Read more... )
The sun is setting later each night, with streaks of orange and pink against a cloud strung pale blue sky. The clouds clearing from the afternoon's rains. (I honestly don't understand the point of daylight savings time. Just pick one and go with it. Seriously. I wish the stupid government would fix that. )
In unrelated news? Gene Hackman, his wife, and their dog died - While Hackman was 95, and frail, his wife was 64, and damn the, dog? It wasn't CO poisoning. They were found in different rooms. She was in the bathroom, he was in the bedroom, and the dog was apparently in the closet. The police have decided the whole thing is odd enough to warrant investigation.
Meanwhile, all of Michelle Trachenberg's former colleagues have come out on social media to provide their condolences for her tragic passing (including ones who barely knew her or never met her, such as Charisma Carpenter). E Online - former colleagues send their condolences. This is kind of like having all your former co-workers or school mates and teachers from high school send their regrets of your death. Most of these people hadn't interacted with the actress in years. I wonder sometimes about the sum total of a person that remains once they are gone? It seems to be bits and pieces of memories cobbled together among all the people they've met or seen or ever touched in some small way or another. A collage of pictures, hapazardly pasted in a scrapebook, fading slowly with time, until they too are little more than dust.
Wales once told me that there is no evidence Jesus existed. And I told her that in 2000 years, there will be no evidence that we did. But it doesn't change the imprint of our footprint however large or small that we've left behind us - on the earth while we were on it. I think it's important to remember that we all matter, we are all unique, and everything we do, every day, every hour, has an impact on the earth and world in which we reside. Even if sometimes, it feels as if we're all just insignificant ants crawling across it.
Curious to see if it accomplishes anything. There's a lot of boycotts going on at the moment.
I'll probably finish my laundry before I complete this post. [I did.]
I took the time to sketch an interesting woman who sat next to me on the subway (from memory not on the subway - I waited until I got home first and did it while doing laundry). ( Read more... )
The sun is setting later each night, with streaks of orange and pink against a cloud strung pale blue sky. The clouds clearing from the afternoon's rains. (I honestly don't understand the point of daylight savings time. Just pick one and go with it. Seriously. I wish the stupid government would fix that. )
In unrelated news? Gene Hackman, his wife, and their dog died - While Hackman was 95, and frail, his wife was 64, and damn the, dog? It wasn't CO poisoning. They were found in different rooms. She was in the bathroom, he was in the bedroom, and the dog was apparently in the closet. The police have decided the whole thing is odd enough to warrant investigation.
Meanwhile, all of Michelle Trachenberg's former colleagues have come out on social media to provide their condolences for her tragic passing (including ones who barely knew her or never met her, such as Charisma Carpenter). E Online - former colleagues send their condolences. This is kind of like having all your former co-workers or school mates and teachers from high school send their regrets of your death. Most of these people hadn't interacted with the actress in years. I wonder sometimes about the sum total of a person that remains once they are gone? It seems to be bits and pieces of memories cobbled together among all the people they've met or seen or ever touched in some small way or another. A collage of pictures, hapazardly pasted in a scrapebook, fading slowly with time, until they too are little more than dust.
Wales once told me that there is no evidence Jesus existed. And I told her that in 2000 years, there will be no evidence that we did. But it doesn't change the imprint of our footprint however large or small that we've left behind us - on the earth while we were on it. I think it's important to remember that we all matter, we are all unique, and everything we do, every day, every hour, has an impact on the earth and world in which we reside. Even if sometimes, it feels as if we're all just insignificant ants crawling across it.