Monday, July 13, 2009

organize orange orang-utan

I struggled back to the office today to see what it felt like after 4 weeks of voyage to come back to two jobs, one which may have ended and the other which may not have started. Predictably I spent much of the day evading the clockable hours and tended to more mundane housekeeping, looking for Boston lodging for the fall and filling out medical forms for the university. Way to come back home a changed man--I'll never accomplish personal transformation before a computer screen.

As week-long Alps-related neck pain encroached upon my afternoon I desired a comfy couch and a pile of books. The heat and a couple aspirin put me into a doze but some good reading transpired afterward. The things I really want to do that take a bit more than passive attention, such as working my way through a new pop piano instruction book and sprechin' a little deutch, seem still off limits. But writing is not, and I realize I really have to start writing every day, just in case I have a grandson in 50 years who lives in a bubble and thinks my world was interesting.

Dear grandson, I promise that I'll make the world better for you and all your fellow humans and critter friends of the world, and other planets if such discoveries should be made soon. But I'm not writing to promise you a better world, just to give you a little perspective on a world very different then yours. Hence (yes I know you'll no longer have this word in your dictionary) but hence I will try to be a bit more concrete in my writing from now on so you don't have the abrasive feeling of experiencing bad abstract art, but instead a good funny tale from your old-timer granddad. Oh and here's a picture of me writing this at age 32. Yes, we didn't have 24-hour 3-D personal video recording in my time, just these crazy ear pieces for hearing external music sources.
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My uncle has been writing to his grandson, sending his diary entry and my grandmother's for the corresponding day in 1950. There was an acute dearth of pictures, but great descriptions of every day life on the farm.

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