one thing today

  ... rich. I am watching a documentary about Robert Kennedy.  He seemed to be a very good man, more emotional and introspective than his most famous brother. One year, he promised Ethel an extra special birthday  party and present. He placed a man dressed in tails with a big pink bow across his face at her feet. The mother of eleven removed the bow and danced with Gene Kelly the rest of the night.  

  Actor Andrew Garfield is very grateful for the time he had with his dying mother. He read her poetry and after each one - he’d ask her “again, another or quiet.” He says he has “borrowed grief” for all the people who did not have the same opportunity as he had - to be with their mother at the end of her life in such a rich way.  

 

  ... there is an old expression, "zou go." It means "running dog" to describe a lackey or yes man--a dog unerringly faithful to its master, in the hope of being fed scraps.

  There are two Honeymooners every Saturday night at midnight. They soothe me. I only have to use maybe a quarter of my brain. They make me remember my fathers laugh. I love Norton in particular, especially if he dances the Huckelbuck. The four of them are one hundred per cent predictable and kinda fool me into thinking that nothing changes, that life stays the same, which isn't true - but for an hour each week - tv defies fact. 

 ...  a long stretch of nothing on here ... my salient thought/idea at the moment is one that I've inspected with my sister Suzanne. As the two of us - and many others - transverse our "not dark yet but getting there" years ... it's important to cultivate a healthy dose of indifference to the ways of our troubled world and cultivate a courage we didn't know was required at this point in time and into our future days.