Memories are funny
I was reading through some of my actual posts here and I found I don't remember a lot of it. I mean, at all. I always prided myself on a good memory -- I even like to give myself memory games to make sure I remember things. But there were entire posts in late 2015 which stirred no memory for me at all. It was like I never wrote them at all - certainly never experienced them.
Which is another of the reasons, I guess, I've started trying to make myself write a journal post daily. Maybe it won't be interesting or informative, but it's writing down something, and maybe keeping track of memories.
Tuesdays are my days in-office. In my new unit (I recently made a lateral move from Imaging to Complaints), our hybrid schedule is one day a week, or five days a month. Our boss is okay if you miss one. I wish it was easier to post images on LJ these days. Anyway, the original Paul Crum cartoon is here: https://x.com/PunchBooks/status/1483370273617453059
The joke's been re-used in Mutts, as well: https://medium.com/@varga/i-keep-thinking-its-tuesday-159b8fe95312
(Links apparently don't work on LJ anymore, either. Well, cut-and-paste, if you're interested.)
And I think on that because I just finished Michael Nesmith's autobiography, "Infinite Tuesday," where he talks about the cartoon and how its absurdist quality appealed to his sense of humor, and how Tuesday itself eventually gave him a sign. And I was thinking today that Tuesday seems to do that to people -- things like "See You Next Tuesday" and the line in Sweeney Todd where Mrs. Lovett says, "Who says the week is out? It's only Tuesday!" Maybe because it's no longer Monday, but it's not much closer to the weekend. Who knows?
Anyway, I enjoyed the hell out of that book. Not the yuk-fest that Jones's autobiography was; but there are some chuckles, a lot of smiles, a good amount of pain, and many things I didn't know about the man I admired so. Much of it I remember (there's that memory thing again) as it happened, but some he always kept private because he was that kinda guy. He doesn't dwell too much on the famous side of things. It's a very personal memoir. I'm rather sorry I waited so long to read it.
One thing I did learn that I didn't know what that he was great friends with Douglas Adams. He had, in fact, once owned the movie rights to Hitchhiker's Guide, and they were working on the script together -- but then PBS tried to steal all of the video rights he'd spent years buying, and he gave the rights back to Douglas so nothing would happen to them if the worst happened (he did win in the end). But it made me sorry that never happened, because I think it would have been much better than the movie we got.
Anyway, this fine Tuesday brought us another monsoon storm, second or third of this very dry season. We went out a moment and stood in the rain. It sounds like it's moving past now, though.
Which is another of the reasons, I guess, I've started trying to make myself write a journal post daily. Maybe it won't be interesting or informative, but it's writing down something, and maybe keeping track of memories.
Tuesdays are my days in-office. In my new unit (I recently made a lateral move from Imaging to Complaints), our hybrid schedule is one day a week, or five days a month. Our boss is okay if you miss one. I wish it was easier to post images on LJ these days. Anyway, the original Paul Crum cartoon is here: https://x.com/PunchBooks/status/1483370273617453059
The joke's been re-used in Mutts, as well: https://medium.com/@varga/i-keep-thinking-its-tuesday-159b8fe95312
(Links apparently don't work on LJ anymore, either. Well, cut-and-paste, if you're interested.)
And I think on that because I just finished Michael Nesmith's autobiography, "Infinite Tuesday," where he talks about the cartoon and how its absurdist quality appealed to his sense of humor, and how Tuesday itself eventually gave him a sign. And I was thinking today that Tuesday seems to do that to people -- things like "See You Next Tuesday" and the line in Sweeney Todd where Mrs. Lovett says, "Who says the week is out? It's only Tuesday!" Maybe because it's no longer Monday, but it's not much closer to the weekend. Who knows?
Anyway, I enjoyed the hell out of that book. Not the yuk-fest that Jones's autobiography was; but there are some chuckles, a lot of smiles, a good amount of pain, and many things I didn't know about the man I admired so. Much of it I remember (there's that memory thing again) as it happened, but some he always kept private because he was that kinda guy. He doesn't dwell too much on the famous side of things. It's a very personal memoir. I'm rather sorry I waited so long to read it.
One thing I did learn that I didn't know what that he was great friends with Douglas Adams. He had, in fact, once owned the movie rights to Hitchhiker's Guide, and they were working on the script together -- but then PBS tried to steal all of the video rights he'd spent years buying, and he gave the rights back to Douglas so nothing would happen to them if the worst happened (he did win in the end). But it made me sorry that never happened, because I think it would have been much better than the movie we got.
Anyway, this fine Tuesday brought us another monsoon storm, second or third of this very dry season. We went out a moment and stood in the rain. It sounds like it's moving past now, though.