Watching Peter Gunn

An evening with a (to me, very) old rerun of Peter Gunn, a show more from my husband’s youth than mine.

Not only did the detective wear a suit the whole time, but so did the crooks: suits, ties, and hats. One of the villains even wore a hat with a feather detail in it.

The conflicts between good and bad guys were not convincing, nor were the punches that Peter Gunn had aimed at his stomach. But now I yearn for those ancient impossible days of glamorous semi-violence that never existed.

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What people without electricity may do…

It’s a very busy thing, this not having of electrical power. It gives you a full day’s agenda.

qotd

The most costly of all follies is to believe passionately in the palpably not true. It is the chief occupation of mankind.

— H. L. Mencken

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Now playing on iTunes: If You See Her, Say Hello from the album “Blood on the Tracks” by Bob Dylan

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Enough about depressing things

You do learn to say that to yourself, and I think this is a major step forward for a cancer survivor. I know I had to say it today several times before the small moth-like anxieties fled.

Then there was a horrible show that I slurped right up on E! TV about stars’ mental problems. I felt so home there with Gwyneth Paltrow going through the “baby blues” as they’ve come to be called. I can just imagine us hittin’ back on the Prozac, side by side. …..Not, but it did the trick.

I’m now in command of my self…. All dressed up and nowhere to go.

Now playing on iTunes: The Unanswered Question from the album “Kosmos” by Isao Tomita

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I reveal my loves

Much as I have grown to love and revere BBEdit as both a program and way of life, and have become an actual card-carrying member of its license holders, I still go to TextMate for my blogly-writing needs. As in all other life, that which you admire is different from that which you use. BBedit may be the grande dame of Macintosh text editors, but it doesn’t have native tools with which I can hack these posts out via a third party package, and publish the post with all the necessary trimmings, like keywords and track-backs as I see fit.

Sure you could make such a thing with BBEdit, but why? I already have what I need in TextMate, and it was installed with the rest of the program. Therefore I use TextMate: it does what I need it to do, and it did so first. So there.

One lesson you have to learn: don’t re-invent the wheel if it’s already been done.

On other fronts, Other Patti and Our Friend Sally have just been over for their accustomed movie night on Sunday nights. I’m glad we have kept this up over the past year, even though I told them that I was healthy at last, at least enough so that they could resume their regular evening lives, and not have to watch TV with me every evening.

We do so now every Sunday evening, because during the process of my recovery, we got to liking the camaraderie of it all, and didn’t want to lose that part. So tonight, we watched Peter Lorre play Mr. Moto. It wouldn’t have occurred to them all to hire an actual Japanese actor to play a Japanese character, though, would it? :/

Early for coffee, and for energy. Not the same thing.

Usual oncologist’s checkup yesterday. I have been napping the last couple of days away, it seems, not just through laziness (though there is always that, I suppose), but also through a touch of anemia. I don’t have B12 issues yet, despite my imaginings of a couple of months ago; my red blood cells are still of normal size.

So I spent a couple of days not writing blog entries because I was curled up in a hot bathtub trying not to faint. I ain’t crazy enough to try to use the laptop in a bathtub. I’ve watched Columbo too many times for that.

Now I am up bright and early at the coffee shop with the free wifi. Can one of you all get me a vanilla latté, please?