Little glass triangles
On the news, I learned that a huge ape, a huge octopus and a huge dinosaur have run amok somewhere along the Pacific Rim. Something to do with the results of radiation (from a tsunami?). OK. It wasn’t the news. It was a Japanese movie from 1962, but it still held us spellbound. Akin to a train wreck, where you can’t tear your eyes away.
Life needs those little moments of escape from reality. Else, we start to fixate on election scandals, or something called PRISM, which has nothing to do with little glass triangles that refract sunlight into coloured bands. My children (at least one) are now facing an onset of high blood pressure, based on the utter hopelessness of their lot in a world controlled by the fabled 1%. I’m too old to care; for now, my fascination with municipal politics is sufficient.
Worked my way through another set of lectures in the music history course this afternoon. We’re now into the period that I actually experienced, and the joy of rediscovering those hits from the mid 60’s is intense. Psychedelic, even.
We’re in countdown phase here… school is almost over for the teacher in our midst. Support for the current set of teachers, in my case; June 30th is a wonderful date. Work slows to a crawl for a few hours, and vacation starts to mean something “real”. Where to go. What to do when we get there. I should be planning, but there is still a buffer period where the nights are artificially short due to marking fever.
