It has a been a busy and a-muse-ing day. My son showed up simultaneously with the UPS delivery guy. Then the garden crew arrived too and all kinds of stuff began happening. The front “lawn” got mowed. A new dishwasher is installed. Really, it’s not new, but rather my son’s old dishwasher. It’s new to us and it works, which wasn’t true of the one just removed. And the Turf Tech people are out there spraying for everything.
This sort of thing makes dogs go crazy, barking and running in and out. Any one of these activities is enough to set them off, but all at the same time? Wow.
Bonnie and Gibbs got a little crazy. Okay, actually Bonnie got a little crazy and somewhere in there, she knocked Garry’s 16 oz. cup of fresh coffee … which went flying. It baptized the new area rug. Fortunately, coffee is a good color match and lots worse things have found their way into our carpets.
What with all the cleaning up, Garry figured he might as well run a load of towels. They’re in the dryer. From the loud roaring coming from the basement, I think a new clothes dryer is in our future. I don’t remember when we got this one, but it’s at least 10-years old. It never roared before. Not a good sound for an appliance. Sounds more like a helicopter than a dryer.
So our muse, the one that live in the middle of a-muse-ment has been a busy little goddess. I wonder which muse she is … the one that keeps life from getting dull? I’m betting on Thalia, the comedy muse.
Douglas Adams, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, 1979
There’s a lot of stuff going on. None of it — discounting, for the moment, the presidential election (which is a huge discount) — life-threatening, but much of it tiring and annoying — and all of it, expensive. These days, being healthy carries a hefty price tag.
When you live on a fixed income, a few thousand dollars of additional debt is a big deal. It brings us to a screeching halt. It’s weird having to decide if ones health is worth the money. Even more hilarious, I find myself wondering if I’m going to live long enough to amortize the investment. If you feel inspired to encourage me with a platitude at this point, please don’t. I’ve heard them all, no doubt said them to myself and probably to other people. It will not make me feel better.
As a side note, last week, someone in New Hampshire won $457 million dollars on a $1 lottery ticket. It wasn’t us.
The only reason I’m bothering to write about this stuff at all, is it’s putting a damper on my joie de vivre.
So here, in his own words, are tidbits from the philosophy of Marvin, the Depressed Robot …
A Sunny Disposition:
Marvin: “My capacity for happiness you could fit into a matchbox without taking out the matches first.”
Arthur: “I think that door just sighed.” Marvin: “Ghastly, isn’t it?”
Marvin: “Sorry, did I say something wrong? Pardon me for breathing which I never do anyway so I don’t know why I bother to say it oh God I’m so depressed.”
A ‘Can Do’ Attitude:
Arthur: “Marvin, any ideas?” Marvin: “I have a million ideas. They all point to certain death.”
Marvin: “I’ve calculated your chance of survival, but I don’t think you’ll like it.”
A Strong Work Ethic:
Marvin: “I think you ought to know I’m feeling very depressed.” Trillian: “Well, we have something that may take your mind off it.” Marvin: “It won’t work, I have an exceptionally large mind.”
Marvin: “Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they ask me to take you to the bridge. Call that job satisfaction, ’cause I don’t.”
Marvin: “‘Reverse primary thrust, Marvin.’ That’s what they say to me. ‘Open airlock number three, Marvin.’ ‘Marvin, can you pick up that piece of paper?’ Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they ask me to pick up a piece of paper.”
A Good Education:
Marvin: “It gives me a headache just trying to think down to your level.”
Arthur Dent: “You mean you can see into my mind?” Marvin: “Yes.” Arthur: “Well?” Marvin: “It amazes me how you manage to live in anything that small.”
Marvin: “I am at a rough estimate thirty billion times more intelligent than you. Let me give you an example. Think of a number, any number.” Zem: “Er, five.” Marvin: “Wrong. You see?”
A Positive Approach To Health And Well-being:
Zaphod Beeblebrox: “There’s a whole new life stretching out in front of you.” Marvin: “Oh, not another one.”
Marvin: “Do you want me to sit in a corner and rust or just fall apart where I’m standing?”
Marvin: “The first ten million years were the worst. And the second ten million: they were the worst, too. The third ten million I didn’t enjoy at all. After that, I went into a bit of a decline.”
A Keen Interest In Philosophy:
Marvin: “Life? Don’t talk to me about life!”
Marvin: “I ache, therefore I am.”
Marvin: “Life. Loathe it or ignore it. You can’t like it.”
There, now don’t we all feel like better people already?
Douglas Adams, I still miss you all these many years later.
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