Reading with Fakename: I am now reading “Julie and Julia”, which was a little slow at the beginning but is getting funnier by the page. I would have liked to see the movie, and may yet do so. I can sometimes see a movie after reading the book, but I can never go in the opposite direction, i.e., see the movie first. I’m now at a section where Julie is learning to cook omelets per Julia’s instructions. As far as I can tell, there is nothing political about this book, unless you want to count Julia Child having worked for the OSS, and it would be a big stretch to make an issue out of that. But speaking of political…
Facebook, Comment #1: One of my friends posted a link to something called the Nolan Chart survey, which is shamelessly Libertarian. However, the survey itself was surprisingly thoughtful. My score was “centrist”–no surprise there–but leaning in a conservative direction. There you have it. No survey is foolproof. It’s either wrong, or…I don’t know myself as well as I think I do. I still have to say that it was much better than surveys which claim to predict your personality based on your astrological sign.
Public Radio: I am a rabid fan of NPR, and last week, I did my third stint of answering the phones during the Spring pledge drive. I absolutely love doing it, and I’m not sure exactly why. But there is a sort of competitiveness (for example, in a two hour shift, in five phone calls, I brought in $800), mixed with a sort of pleasure at brief connections with people who are doing a good thing, mixed with recognition. The volunteer coordinator said, You have great customer service! (I said, I’ve had a lot of practice—so maybe that’s the thing. My usual calls are to curse me out.) But I have a technique, which boils down to, establish a rapport first…which you have about 5 seconds to do. Never ask how much they’re pledging right off the bat. I have a theory that if the donor likes you, they give more. But before I preen too much, it has a lot to do with who’s on the air at the time, and my phone answering group had two great people who were sharp, funny, and well-known in the community. In short, it was fun. But speaking of brief connections, that brings me to…
Facebook Comment #2: I guess I have arrived, since I’ve now been unfriended by someone. (Who knew that “unfriend” would ever become a word?) Being unfriended actually hurt my feelings more than I would have suspected. I’m mystified and sad about it to an extent. Just not enough to actually pretend be a different person.
The Florida Wine Festival: It could have been better, but it’s rude to criticize when you got free tickets. I took my friend Judith, who doesn’t get out of the house much–not that I do either, although she has a better excuse–but what did us in in the end was the weather. By the time we left it was in the low 60’s, which means, in Florida, that you need a parka and a campfire.
Cats: Cats and dogs are fairly predictable. Cats, I’d say, are a little less predictable. Anyone who has ever owned a cat and seen it jump a foot in the air from a four-footed standstill, then land and go skittering down the hallway after a possible dust mote would have to agree. My cat has always been fond of fishing from the water bowl she shares with the dogs. This requires her to drop things into the bowl so she can fish them out. Lately she has escalated this behavior, but she gets bored easily, and I find myself having to fish things out of the waterbowl that she has abandoned. Random pieces of bubble wrap (where did that come from?) for example. You can’t just leave the things in there, because the dogs consider the water bowl to have been contaminated by alien dragons, and would die of thirst before they ever drank a drop from it again. Never mind that they are perfectly happy to drink from any muddy rain puddle in the yard, coated with mosquito larvae on top and possibly containing a dead baby bird on the bottom.
In seeking a way to summarize here, I find there is no way to do it. These are merely topics that have grabbed my attention and tell you only things about me. I’m not able to extrapolate into some broad theory of life and how it should be lived. There is way too much of that going around in my opinion. If I could be so arrogant as to have a theory, my advice would be: Have fun. Develop the ability to find delight in the simplest of everyday things. Be amused.