1. I’m continuing on with my 52 Weeks of Blue challenge.
This is what I am doing. I am
taking a photo once a week that has something of the color blue as its central theme. Those are the chosen photos I’m posting
today.
Week 6:
2. Day before yesterday, I felt really weird. After getting up at 7:30 am, I went back to
bed at 10 am, slept until about 6 pm, got up watched the news, ate dinner and
watched a couple of other TV shows and went back to bed around 9:30 and slept
through the night. Could this be payback
for losing that one hour this past weekend or am I just catching up in some
other way? Who knows? Weird, eh?
Week 7:
3. Speaking of time, I still have that crazy atomic
clock that sits next to my bed. It is
exactly 11 minutes slow, which means that it lost another minute in the last
year or so. It has no knobs or buttons
for changing the time because it’s supposed to adjust to the atomic clock all
by itself. Every fall, it faithfully falls
back and every spring, it faithfully springs forward. It’s just 11 minutes off. It may
be something about me and time. We
apparently don’t mix. I can’t wear a
watch either. I kill them. So, if you want to stay current, I’d say you
had better stay away from me.
Week 8:
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| This was taken in the window of the department store Faces in Northampton, Massachusetts, which is closing after 40 years in business. |
4. My son Evan and I joined some friends yesterday
evening and went to see Monty Python and
the Holy Grail on the big screen at our local movie theater Cinemagic. I haven’t laughed so much in a very long
time. The movie is forty years old this
year, but I was surprised to see that easily half the audience, including my
son and four others in our little group,
hadn’t been born yet when the movie was produced. That must make the movie timeless in a way.
Week 9:
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| I have yet to lose my marbles completely. |
5. I was saddened to hear about Terry Pratchett
dying. In case you are unfamiliar with
him, he was a writer of fantasy books and creator of the Discworld series. I’ve spent many very entertaining hours with
him over the last few years. Pratchett
had a rare form of Alzheimer's disease, which killed him at age 66 which was too
young, in my opinion. He said, “So much
universe and so little time.” He sure was
right about that. RIP, Terry Pratchett.
Week 10:
