Mid-morning. You are at Kroger's on
Tylersville after doing some other errands this snowing Saturday morning. You
ran out of iron tablets, bills to pay, checks to cash, everyday living of one
kind or another. No complaints on your part.
I have no need to complain about
anything, Amorella. Like Wilder said in Our
Town, "Everybody's got a right to his own troubles." It's become
an adopted saying of mine as I concur completely. Sometime during the night I
was thinking on why it was a good point to stop Pouch 11 last night, but I
don't remember why other than a change in direction for the conversation. It
had something to do with rules rather than law. I have a difficult time
accepting the idea. Some issues are legal and have a right or wrong to them.
There is a law against murder for instance not a rule.
Use this contrary energy with Justin. Post.
- Amorella
1519 hours. We had Alta's famous
chicken soup for lunch. Puttering with petty cash (cleaning up my rubber banded
ID and credit cards - folded one's on one side and folded five's and ten's on
the other, green side down, in order from newest/cleanest on the bottom to the
most worn bills on top).
You enjoy this pleasure about every other
week on the average. When you straighten and count the bills it reminds you of
the great pleasure of counting the money collected for delivering the papers
each week back when you were in upper grade and junior high school. You also
count coins about three times a year usually gathering thirty to forty dollars
from jar collected coins. Again, it is back to the paperboy days. Funny how
those things stick with you, isn't it, boy? - Amorella
I would always hope for six to seven
dollars profit a week, usually I spent it on food at the Minerva Lake Golf
Course lunch bar and/or saved it for electronics (radio tubes and the like) or
Army surplus stuff, like headphones and camping gear. The best object I ever
bought with my savings was a three speed black Schwinn Jaguar Bike with
whitewall balloon tires. Wow! I just found an online photo, a spitting image of
my own bike in those days. Awesome.
1950's Schwinn Jaguar
I
have one in the basement someone was selling in his front yard. It was
seventy-five dollars about ten years ago. I pulled over and bought it on the
spot. It was fixed up and I rode it a few times, now it just sits in the
basement.
Material objects can become quite important,
not for themselves necessarily but for what they represented in one's youth.
I think of "Rosebud". What a
wonderful classic film "Citizen Kane" was.
** **
Citizen Kane is a 1941 American drama film, directed by and starring Orson
Welles. It was Welles' first feature film. . . .Citizen Kane was voted
the greatest film of all time in five consecutive Sight & Sound's polls of critics, until it was displaced by Vertigo in the 2012 poll. Citizen
Kane is particularly praised for its innovative cinematography, music, and
narrative structure.
The story is a film a clef that examines the life and
legacy of Charles Foster Kane, played by Welles, a character based in part upon
the American newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst, Chicago tycoons Samuel
Insull and Harold McCormick, and aspects of Welles's own life. Upon its
release, Hearst prohibited mention of the film in any of his newspapers. Kane's
career in the publishing world is born of idealistic social service, but
gradually evolves into a ruthless pursuit of power. Narrated principally
through flashbacks, the story is revealed through the research of a newsreel
reporter seeking to solve the mystery of the newspaper magnate's dying word:
"Rosebud".
From Wikipedia
** **
None
of this has anything to do with Pouch 11. I am somewhere else as usual. (1603 hours) [This is the year (1603) Elizabeth I dies and the Scottish King James VI comes to the throne. What times those were.]
Blake, Pyl and Justin are somewhere else
too, and they are about to bounce around in time just like you do. Post. -
Amorella
1630
hours. Did this just come into my head correctly, that all public records and private photographs
of the three have been uploaded by Ship for private display purposes?
Ship's job is to find and select pertinent
information when needed. He is demonstrating his usefulness. - Amorella
Nothing is private?
Nothing. Earth is leaning this way so why
not? Twenty-thousand years is a long time. People born into this ThreePlanets
culture accept the concept. The knowledge is not used to harm an individual.
Ship is built to disclose any information in which there is a need to know that
will help in the survival and betterment of the species. In this case it is to
demonstrate something far more powerful than weapons, weapons that it does not
have.
Knowledge is power.
However, it is never used to promote
ThreePlanets political power, that is something entirely different. - Amorella
That still doesn't sound so good to
me.
That's why it's brought up, boy.
ThreePlanets is not a utopia just because its social economics is resolved
rationally. No place in any universe is utopian. Change and adapt are the operating words of all higher conscious creatures in these books. Earthlings are no
different than any other similar creature. That's the way it is in here, boy.
Get used to it. Post. -Amorella
You received a call an hour or so ago
asking you to come to Cleveland to babysit, as Brennan is unwell. You are
driving up tomorrow with both cats to do so on Monday and perhaps Tuesday as
Kim has a busy week with a capping off with Campus Career Day on Thursday. You
are already looking forward to seeing the boys and are hoping Brennan will be
getting better quickly.
2255 hours. We watched several shows
tonight. I haven't done any more on the project.
The characters can wait. Time is really not
on their agenda and they are not in a union. Life is what it is, boy. There are
far more unpleasant events than driving up to Cleveland to take care of the grandkids. Enjoy
the time spent. I'm not going anywhere either. Post. - Amorella
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