Hmmm.

[nolawitch58]

Early afternoon and I've gotten all my tasks except for one accomplished. What does that mean? Is it a harbinger of the apocalypse?

I've finished the proposal. For some reason, I'm reluctant to send it out thought I've been trying to get it done for weeks and get rid of it. I'm waiting for the exciting second half of the manuscript from voxwoman so that I can make all those edits. Chapter 7 on environmental ethics has been submitted as a stand-alone article to Panegyria magazine.

Yesterday's Indianapolis 500 was one of the most disappointing I've watched in many years. Three women started and none of them finished. When Danica got her suspension nailed and took off walking down the pits in search of the twerp who crashed into her, I thought there was gonna be a rumble. I was glad that the officials snagged her and prevented her from kicking that jerk in the 'nads, though he richly deserved it. She had the right of way. I still cannot listen to Jim Nabors sing that song. I won't be sad when he dies so that someone else can finally take over. Let it be Mellencamp if anyone.

Since it's Memorial Day weekend, we've watched a lot of military stuff. The movie Flyboys set during World War I was a real treat. The acting was top notch. The story was outlandish, but it was based on reality so I couldn't quibble much. The special effects and miniatures were very well done. I had never heard of it so it must not have had good box office. Too bad really. Though the film didn't make a big deal about it, the principles of air combat were formulated during that war. It must mean I've seen too many episodes of "Dogfights" when I could confirm that the maneuver in the movie was an Edelman when hubby asked.

We also watched two documentaries, one on Harry Truman and the other on James Stewart. Stewart was the real deal in his military service. He was a pilot in the Army Air Corps and flew combat missions over Germany. As impressive as his film career was, more impressive was the fact that he retired from the Reserves as a Brigadier General. Huge props to Jimmy Stewart.

The great thing about history is that you'll never know all of it. I was unaware of most of Truman's biographical information. He was a much more complex man than history will ever credit him for. How else could you be a product of a corrupt political machine and remain uncorrupted by it? His optimism was uncanny for the number of failures he experienced early in life. His affection for this hometown seemed unwarrented considering the way it constantly thwarted his hopes and dreams. Oddly, the place he didn't much care for, Washington, was where he really flowered and thrived.

A great many of my thoughts have been about my very favorite veteran: my dad. I hope he felt my gratitude when he was alive. The few times I could provide gestures of gratitude seem paltry from the distance of time. All the small gifts I gave him as a small child were as much for my own enjoyment as his, the bottles of Old Spice mixed with the ever-present smoky smell of his cigarette habit. I found it comforting because it smelled like Daddy. He had the flagpole I got for him until he died. The flag changed several times, but he flew it every day. One thing he was proud of was his service to the country.

Comments

[saminz.livejournal.com]

If apocalypse comes in the form of a long, interesting and moving lj-post, I'm not complaining ;-).

Seriously: If your firm thinks you get redundant after one afternoon without any acute catastrophes, they're plain nuts. Not to say it won't happen, but even firms usually learn this after a few tries...

[fakiiri.livejournal.com]

I've always thought that a good systems admin makes things run so smoothly and automated that he or she can happily surf the web and drink coffee most of the time.

[sunfell.livejournal.com]

Dear ol' Rolly rousted me out of bed at 6 AM- and this day has gone on forever.

It's only 7?

dang...

[nolawitch.livejournal.com]

Yes, alarm cats have no snooze button.

[voxwoman.livejournal.com]

email for you, m'dear.

[nolawitch.livejournal.com]

Gracias.