Recently L’s Mother has started to doodle little icons to represent various special days on the calendar. These doodles have proven to be . . . challenging to me, both in interpreting them and in keeping my mouth shut while attempting said interpretation.
Now, I don’t mind going for a joke, but some jokes, like asking if the doodle intended to represent International Chocolate Day is supposed to represent “Clean Up After Your Dog Day” is joke fruit hanging just a little too low for my tastes.
I was going to ask your opinion, then I remembered that I was going to do it anyway.
– L’s Mother, said to me earlier today (And I still don’t know what she did.)
On August 28th, 2021, I happened to be pleasantly surprised to learn that Ed Asner was still alive, and said as much to L’s Mother.
He died the next day.
Now I am not saying that I somehow drew the Universe’s attention upon Ed Asner, but today, without thinking, I looked up another star and was pleased to see that they were still alive . . .
Me: (Looking around at various and assorted boxes of things I’ve needed to go through for some time.) This is going to take me months!
Also me: Well . . . since it took years to accumulate, that’s actually not too bad.
NOT that 240 beats per minute is a worrisome heart rate, particularly for mild exertion (though I admit I never thought about that number specifically before it came up), but that trying to convince someone with a 240bpm heart rate that they should take it seriously can raise your own heart rate significantly.
(For the record, the person with the 240bpm heart rate was not in my household or immediate family.)
I’ll hold onto a book for a lot of reasons, because I enjoyed it, because I thought it was interesting, because I have a history with it, because I think it’s important, and so on.
As I am currently undertaking an overdue inventory of my library though, I’ve come to realize that holding onto a book just because I read it isn’t a good reason to hold onto it.
It’s not always easy, but I try to stay at the healthy point between skepticism and keeping an open mind because I know how ridiculous sounding things can be true, just as reasonable sounding things can be false. With that said, once money becomes involved I consider it healthy to err on the side of skepticism.
Not everyone I know feels this way, however.
And while I’ve never had this exact conversation, what follows is a good example of some of the conversations I have had:
Me: So what you’re saying is that you bought ‘magic beans,’ is that it?
Them: No! I bought science beans!
Me listening to a Nordic lullaby: The singer has a lovely voice.
The comments section: The singer has a lovely voice!
Also the comments section: This song makes me want to live close to nature!
Me: This song is about a mother telling a hungry wolf she won’t let it eat her child!
