“All autobiography is self-indulgent.”
The day is a bit chilly but beautiful. The sun is brilliant and glints off everything. Tonight is supposed to be in the high 30’s. That’s downright cold. It’s winter nibbling on fall.
It is amazing how blank my mind is right now. I have started about four different paragraphs and none led anywhere. I was going to give a run-down of the week, but tonight and dinner with friends is my only social event. I have to grocery shop, but that doesn’t count. Next, I had an inspiration. I’ll talk about colors and seasons. I got as far as summer and the world bursting with color then I lost interest. I knew winter would be a problem. A flicker was at the feeder, the first one I’ve seen in awhile, but that one sentence said it all. English grammar even reared its ugly head, but I figured I’d lose most people at the mere mention of an objective complement. I have written almost endlessly about my childhood, and there are probably hundreds of amusing anecdotes I haven’t mentioned, but right now nothing comes to mind. I’m spending more time looking out the window than at the keys.
I have no favorite color or lucky number. I have never been superstitious. I believe more in the existence of extraterrestrials than I do in the existence of ghosts. Reading is one of my all time favorite ways to spend time. I like to do crossword puzzles. If I could always dress in my coziest clothes, I would. I’m not one for frou-frou. I don’t like cruises, but I’d go down the Nile, the Amazon or the Chobe if I got the chance. The first time I flew over the Sahara and the flight over the Andes are my two favorite views from a plane. I love trains and have ridden on some wild rides. The train from Quito to Guayaquil was the wildest. I wish I spoke several languages. I can survive in Spanish and just barely in French where I’m best at ordering food. Pomme frites and bifteck with a side of harigots verts were always a fallback. I send postcards when I travel. Christmas shopping is an all year event with me. I hate olives.
Okay, that’s it for today, a thumbnail sketch of me now.
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October 18, 2010 at 12:29 pm
for having nothing that was a whole lot of something!
October 18, 2010 at 12:45 pm
splendid,
My fingers got away from me somehow, but I still think it’s a disjointed pile, a last ditch effort at composition.
October 18, 2010 at 12:47 pm
I agree with splendid 🙂
The most beautiful sight I´ve seen from an airplane is when landing at Landvetter airport outside Gothenburg. Thousands small lakes, spread in green thick forest, glittering in the sunlight. I´ve seen that many times but still gets amazed every time 🙂
I usually manages french best when I´m very upset 🙂 Those times I speak fluent 🙂 🙂 Otherwise I´m quite useless at it 🙂 🙂
Strong winds here today. The wind is howling and the fire in the stove makes a roaring sound. A perfect night for reading and listening to the winds 🙂
Have a great day now!
Christer.
October 18, 2010 at 9:13 pm
Christer,
I think my fingers just ran away with the day!
Sights which take our breath away tend to stay with us a long time. I know there is a God when I see those sights out the plane window.
It is cold tonight!
October 18, 2010 at 5:39 pm
I think flying into Tyndall Airfield from the Gulf Coast was the most brilliant sight from the air. The white sand on the miles long beaches heading east over Panama City Beach was breathtaking against the emeral waters which is why they call it the Emeral Coast. The green of the ocean and white of the sandy beaches from high up is like the Sahara. I’ll never forget that sight and it’s funny to say, but it’s pretty but way different from standing along the beaches. Thumbnail sketch? You forgot “Teacher”.
October 18, 2010 at 9:18 pm
Z&Me,
It is the breathtaking we always remember.We seem to take photos we can call to mind whenever we need a bit of beauty in our lives.
Funny but teacher didn’t come to mind as I was thinking more of the now.
October 18, 2010 at 10:47 pm
“It is amazing how blank my mind is right now.”
Oh dear … Oh dear … Oh dear … Oh dear …
Cheers
October 18, 2010 at 10:59 pm
Minicapt,
‘Tis a sad day!
October 19, 2010 at 1:33 am
Pommes frites & haricots, Kat!
October 19, 2010 at 9:23 am
Mario,
Those were the first food words I remembered when I traveled to French West African countries. I did get much better!
October 19, 2010 at 1:42 am
Take that perfectly blank mind and, savoring every finite drop of it, pour it reasonably full of froth-free hot chocolate that you’ve just taken off of the stove after stirring it all the time it heats and remembering to put in some cinnamon before the heat is applied. Now you can take your hand mixer and beat the whipping cream until it becomes a delight for all to behold. Taking your large spoon, ladle it onto the top of your mind, totally covering the steaming hot chocolate until there is none of the liquid visible. After that, you can take the top off of the bottle of maraschino cherries with stems, picking each one out, one by one, with the hors d’ouerve tongs, you can place them at strategic places within the firm peaks of whipped cream, giving all who find a place to sup some of this delectable delight a chance to hold one in their mouths as they sip all that is within your mind.
Now that the mind is ready, call all to the table of delights, making sure that you’ve first gotten some nice cloth napkins down, put them into the rings and placed them just so at the table.
We’re ready and partaking of the contents of your mind like the greedy little kids we emulate. Isn’t that a fall thought that could start off with an empty mind and wind up with everyone sated and happy?
The best to you this week and always!
October 19, 2010 at 9:25 am
Rick,
Today I have to go off cape so I got up early for me, grumbling the whole time about ungodly hours, as I want to do my blog before I go. Now, I’m singing with glee! That was wonderful and it made my morning.