I’m glad I’m not the only one to find that somehow, AM has become PM — or vice versa — and the post isn’t where it ought to be. I thought it was personal. I’ve been averaging one missing post every day. I often stay up late to make sure at least the first couple of posts go up. If I get tired and go to bed before I see them post, I’m not surprised when none of them appear in the morning. I’m not always ready to stay up past midnight to see if WordPress is actually following its calendar.
We are going on a wee mini vacation next month from chilly New England to even chillier Minnesota. We shall be visiting Garry’s brother while Owen holds the fortress against any and all marauders. Because we will have to travel by (sigh) plane, we’re getting another booster each.
I’m terrified of flying. Not of crashing — of getting sick. I used to get sick on aircraft before COVID. All that recycled air. One person sneezes or coughs and everyone gets sick. It isn’t a heartwarming prospect. There’s no choice. It’s too long to drive and with gasoline prices what they are, anything beyond a quick trip into town is too long to drive.
QUESTIONS WITH ANSWERS
What do you buy much more of than most people?
Probably stuff to drink — and art supplies.
Stuff to drink because I’m picky about what I drink. Some of the stuff I buy isn’t available locally or it’s a lot cheaper online. Anyway, they deliver it. It’s heavy and I’m grateful, even if it’s the same price, to not have to be hoisting it.
As for art supplies, that’s recent. I really only took up drawing (again) in January. I had a 53-year lapse between the last time I was drawing or painting and today. From this point on, though, there will be less buying. I have enough pencils and paper to last a while.
Which workers have the worst jobs?
That’s a tough one to answer. There are an awful lot of awful jobs in this world. Some are awful in every way. Sewer workers, trash collectors, anyone who has to work selling in a store or waiting tables. Some awful work is ugly because it stinks and it’s physically hard and underpaid. Some awful work is because of how people treat you. Some work is awful because it’s difficult, poorly paid, and underappreciated.
There are more kinds of crappy work than good work, so if you are lucky enough to have a good job you perform in a place that’s cool in summer and warm in winter, that doesn’t break your back or make you smell like a sewer? That’s good. If it also pays you enough to maintain a decent lifestyle for you and your family with something left over? You’re doing well.
It’s amazing how few people can manage to have a lifestyle that has all those elements. It used to be normal, but these days? A decent job that pays a living wage is a big deal. Something to which everyone aspires and few manage to achieve.
Opinion. John Cage is a composer who wrote a piece named 4’33” for any instrument. The performers are instructed to not play their instruments for four minutes and thirty-three seconds. Is this music or art? A combination of both? Neither because it’s stupid? Your opinion?
I loathe 12-tone music. Cage’s early compositions were written in the 12-tone method of his teacher Schoenberg, and to be clear, I hate Schoenberg too. I dislike all atonal music because to me, atonality isn’t music.
Cage didn’t stop there.
By 1939 he was experimenting with increasingly unorthodox instruments such as a piano modified by objects placed between its strings to produce strange sound effects. Gag. Retch. I haven’t exactly followed this school of music. To put it another way, I have studiously avoided this music.
I remember going to a Schoenberg concert at Carnegie Hall. When one is a music major, you get a lot of free tickets to concerts — especially concerts no one else wants to attend where there are lots of empty seats. I took a friend with me. The hall was so empty we found ourselves in the front seats. The concert progressed. I swear it sounded like people banging on garbage cans filled with enraged cats who howled whenever someone hit the can.
We started to laugh. We both had long hair, so we swung our hair over our faces and tried to repress our hysterical laughter. As soon as there was a break in the “music,” we left so we could finish laughing.
That was my last in-person encounter with 12-tone music. As for John Cage? I am grateful his “music” never became “popular.” I really REALLY hate it.
How good are you at drawing?
GRATITUDE: Feel free to share one amazing thing you’ve experienced ever.
There have been quite a few, but I’ve lived a long time in a lot of places.
- My first view of Jerusalem driving up from the airport, seeing it appear on the top of its mountain.
- Walking through the nature preserve and seeing the Banias and feeling as if I was really in the original Garden of Eden.
- The Grand Canyon.
- Having a vision when I was nearly dead and waking up a few hours later ready to go home.