But for the nearly great, that's tough to do.
Makes for a quieter existence, though... ;)
Extremism in the defense of virtue is no vice
for such people - among the would-be great,
quieter existence tends not to be the goal.
True.. I'd just as soon the quieter, though.... ;)
We're like that. Otherwise, we'd be more in the
public eye, whether we were good at anything or not.
I probably have some of those stashed away, maybe even one in my wallet.... ;) Only business cards I've ever had.... ;)
Patrick of echo picnic fame once took it
upon himself to design me a business card.
It wasn't me.
The kid didn't do too badly... of course he did consult with me... ;)
Your kid wasn't probably manic-depressive.
In a lot of places they quit showing it and
then revived it as retro or classic or something.
And went back to the original audience participation....?
Times ten, no doubt.
If it went back to the original participation, that was pretty much good clean fun... the ramped up ones were where things got bad...
We're living in a ramped-up world.
it may mean it didn't go so well as all that.
Or just someone not getting around to answering mail...?
Neither; as it turns out a report was sent
and I never received it, a somewhat suspicious
circumstance in itself.
That's not so good, either.... And did it go well after all, then...?
Turns out she chickened and bought something
from the neighborhood bakery.
Oh, well... :)
When you were describing him, I thought of Gunther, but I thought you
were talking in present tense, and I know he's no longer with us...
Ah, I accuse my brother of being achronic, but
sometimes I am guilty of that characteristic, too.
Sometimes the timeline just slips or loops... (G)
I went back and looked - I used the present tense
once, in an apparent effort to temporarily disguise
his identity. Gunther also claimed a bizarre ability
to hear polyrhythms - 7 against 5 or 6, for example;
the best I could ever do was 5 against 2 or 3 or 4.
I had a friend who could actually conduct 5 against
4, which is called for in one of Ives's symphonies.
Usually an auxiliary conductor is required, but
this guy could wave one arm in 5 and the other in
4. It was a bit of a parlor trick but still quite
impressive. I tried it and failed miserably; on
the other hand I failed at conducting in general.
Life is a bit scary at times. Can't be scared
by it, though, though two nights ago I dreamed of
being the sole survivor of a machine-gun attack.
Unsatisfactory end to the dream: I ran into a
store and asked to use their phone to call 911,
and they said "no" (something that I actually
experienced once).
That's a rather scary dream.... Lately I've been having dreams in which deceased people are still alive and an active part of the dream... not letting it bother me, but it is kinda interesting... :)
Dreams are like little adventures. I hate the
anxiety ones, same way I hate horror movies.
For me, there are recurring venues, including a
Charles de Gaulle Red Carpet Club that I know
better than the real one, which is completely
different. Also idealized versions of the White
Mountains, Heathrow, an Ivy League university,
and numerous libraries, which always were a source
of comfort to me. Elevators and subway trains too,
but one can look at these in a standard Freudian way.
... "Gin rummy with Brandy's scotched, Bud" whined Sherry wryly.
And Anisette?
Jellybean (1)
cat: booze
servings: 1
3 oz brandy
1 oz anisette
1 ds grenadine
Stir in highball glass.
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