19 June …
Paul lost the first upper incisor.
The Tooth Fairy left a dollar coin.
I remember when a dime was magnificent!
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Big event coming … Castle Crags Bicycle Event … next Saturday.
In the past, George did net control and I worked the Mumbo rest stop high above Gumboot Lake. The ladies from the Mercy Hospital Auxiliary work that stop and always dress to a theme … circus, Star Wars, beach party, Wonder Woman. It was fun, but I am looking forward to being in the park as net control and not on my feet all day.
I don’t really understand the technology of radio. That was George’s thing. But I still enjoy being part of the action so I continue to volunteer.
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The fence roses are putting on a show.
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Here’s an observation resulting from having lived a long time, seen a lot, read a lot, and listened to a lot of music. I’ve probably said it before, but it is worth repeating.
It is said there are a finite number of stories in the world and every fable, tale, novel, sketch, etc. is merely a variation on one of those (I vaguely recall the number being 46 or some such).
It is my observation the same could be said of music. There are a finite number of ways to phrase in any scale and all music, regardless of genre, is merely a variation on those few … and that is not counting the times a lyricist has taken an entire classical composition and merely changed or added words (cases in point … “Song of Norway” and “Killing Me Softly”).
That theory of music was brought back a few evenings ago while I was listening to Symphony Hall on Sirius. The music being played was a quintet by Dvorak. It was also a pop song from the late 40s.
If you know the classics you can find a lot of them in Richard Rodgers’ music for Broadway. The first Rodgers one I noticed was the Southern Cross theme from “Victory at Sea”.
“Norwegian Wood” is a steal from the Greek Dorian scale.
Look at pictures … sketches … paintings. Variation is the theme.
And don’t get me started on dopplegangers.
Read. Look. Listen. Everything repeats. See if you can prove otherwise.
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More from Vidal’s “Lincoln” …
When the Lincolns moved into the White House it was in really bad shape. Cheese stains on the walls … mismatched drapes … holes in the carpets … tobacco stains everywhere in spite of a plethora (I love that word) of spittoons … drafty windows … private and public rooms all mixed together … a real mess.
Mary Todd Lincoln was from an upscale family and so took on the job of renovating the “People’s House” to make it worthy of its role representing the country. Of course it cost.
A century later, when the Kennedy family moved in, nothing had been updated since the Truman years. Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy was from an upscale family and took on the job of once again renovating the “People’s House”. Of course it cost.
From there on the story is vastly different.
Mary Todd Lincoln was castigated as greedy, snobbish, and wasteful.
Jackie Kennedy was celebrated as classy, thoughtful, and thrifty.
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Yesterday was the first of this season’s fresh produce sharing. It was a HOT day !!! I had to come home early. When my vision started blotching and my skin had a salt film … I remembered the time George and I were crossing the Arizona desert and I wound up on the couch in the home of the man running the service station eating salt pills and drinking warm water and so I headed for home where I took to my bed for a few hours while my body regrouped.
Oh well …
Packing lunches will be early morning indoors and the next outdoor Tailgate party will see cooler weather … hope.
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I think I previously mentioned that I have been bingeing on a British crime show called “Waking the Dead” dealing with cold cases. Overall, it is a good show. I enjoy mysteries and trying to learn to outwit protagonists.
BUT …
Every once in a while there is a glare. Such as …
What is wrong with this scene?
Fortunately, since I am watching on the computer, I can stop, when a disjoint hits, and figure out what stopped me. That makes it a bit easier than watching the telly and losing track of what’s going on.
I know … picky picky.
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Based on the snafus of the last week or so, this is in my thoughts …
“Seven times the righteous person stumbles and yet rises again”
Proverbs 24:16
“It is important for a righteous person to fall down seven times, because after each fall, the righteous person discovers some sparks of insight on the way up.”
Rabbi Dov Ber of Mezritch
… and …
“I learned much from my teachers, more from my books, and most from my mistakes.”
Rabbi Yitchak
So … ‘til next week …