Random Thoughts

The San Francisco 49'ers lost a heart-breaker Sunday night.  Big Cuter can now attend his conference (in Paris... poor baby) without feeling that he's leaving his team in the lurch.  Personally, I am reveling in the success of a quarterback who actually graduated from college (a semester early) with Deans' List grades.  Smart rules!
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The Fox Theatre was going to be the venue for Sunday's movies-in-the-afternoon-with-the-girls because I thought that the original 3:10 to Yuma was on the schedule. Turns out that Russel Crowe was going to be on the big screen, not Glenn Ford and Van Heflin. I was looking forward to seeing an old movie in an old theatre and sharing the joy with Elizibeth, my favorite teenager. Instead, we shifted our sights to the local mall and Marky Mark. Am I the only one who remembers the hoopla over his underwear ad in Times Square?

http://markyadvertising.tripod.com/

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I am now the proud possessor of a Kindle Fire.  Big Cuter taught me how to turn it on.  He did the registration.  Yesterday, I spent the better part of an hour trying to figure out how to download a library book.  I started out with a specific title in mind but after a while I was willing to take anything that was more interesting than a tool manual.  I don't have a touch screen phone or other portable device, and maybe that was part of my problem.  I couldn't find the internet and once I did find it I couldn't type in the search box and then the links wouldn't open and when I began entertaining fantasies of throwing the thing across the room I went to the bookshelf, took down Three Theban Plays, and immersed myself in the ancients. 

I may make an offering to the Oracle at Delphi before I begin to tackle it again.
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The finches have begun their migration back in our direction.  I am no longer fretting that I never got to removing the berry pods from the crepe myrtle outside my window.  There's a frenzy of finches gobbling sustenance and swaying on the thin branches of my un-pruned plant which they see as their own private delicatessen.
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photo: Congresswoman. Giffords' Office

Gabby Giffords held the rest of that Congress on Your Corner this morning. You remember, the one that was interrupted by bullets on January 8, 2011?

She was frail and tentative as she walked into the conference room in her soon-to-be-shuttered brand new office, but her smile lit the room as she was introduced to those of us who were standing in line that morning a year ago. 

What a loss. What a waste.  She is better than I had hoped and no where near ready to return to Congress.  Accepting her change of status with grace cannot have been easy. 

I shook hands with a real hero this morning, denizens.