“Externally, the jollity of aged men has much in common with the mirth of children; the intellect, any more than a deep sense of humor, has little to do with the matter; it is, with both, a gleam that plays upon the surface, and imparts a sunny and cheery aspect alike to the green branch, and gray, mouldering trunk.” ~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
“Hardest of all, as one becomes older, is to accept that sapient remarks can be drawn from the most unwelcome or seemingly improbable sources, and that the apparently more trustworthy sources can lead one astray.” ~ Christopher Hitchens
Once again there is some serious wind yet the weather site shows the number, speed, whatever, at 4 mph. I’d look for a conspiracy there, if I could. I can’t stomach such stuff right now, though I do have some serious talent for concocting supposed theories: for entertainment purposes only. If you don’t mind working hard in reading a novel, I recommend Umberto Eco’s “Foucault’s Pendulum” as a cautionary tale regarding conspiracy theories. Brilliant book, but you will have to work at it. But, enough of that. The good news this morning is that I seem to have a mild aversion to excessive Facebook timeline scrolling. And there aren’t many fresh videos on the MSNBC site. There may be hope for my mind yet. It’s a workday, and all that goes with that. As per usual I’m not too psyched about that, but I know I will slip seamlessly, right into the scene, and enjoy it. But with the wind and the cold (about 20º) I have this strong, innate longing for the hearth, but I ain’t got one of them so whatever. The closest thing I have is to light a candle and spread out the fleece lap blanket I have come to love. But not today, or at least not until this evening. Onward.
All is well. Goof gloriously.