“When an entire life is perpetually available, that life exists, in a sense, forever in present tense. And sifting through a perpetual and onrushing flood of memories? That’s apparently less fun than it sounds. It’s hard, after all, to erase bad memories when you can’t erase any of them at all.”
Tonight, after many, many months away… I’m happy to say that Phineas and Quincy are back home with us again. We were concerned that the state of construction at the house would be too much for their systems (lots of dust and particles in the air), so we kept them away while the bulk of the demo work has been going on.
One of the pieces I took out was the original lead pipe that brought in water from the city. We’ve since replaced it with something more modern/stable, but this guy was just a crazy thing from the past. I’m really glad to see it finally gone, as it was not the safest thing to have in our basement.
A hundred and three years is a long time. I’m glad that, even though Grandma Phoebe’s memory seemed to come and go… when she remembered someone, be it an old friend or a family member… her face lit up, and she was all smiles. She absolutely beamed.
Came across this photo, and was just reminded of the start of it all. Crazy to think that a lot of this is now set up, inside our house.
This is the back bedroom (my unofficial office). Liz amd Julie cut through the wall here, to give the plumber access to the pipes feeding the shower. I think with this right here, every single room now has been touched by us since our arrival.
Today, I made a mistake in terms of commuting. I was under the assumption that our plumber would be done, and that we could move back in to our place (we’ve been staying in Frankfort for a long while – three weeks now, by our count). Liz was less certain the plumber would be done, but didn’t want to argue with me as I was frantically getting laundry done and things arranged, the night before.
“I lived the boys and their comedy, but it took me 25 years to ‘enjoy’ not knowing what is going to happen on a set. My acting training is formal and I was fresh out of Hamlet-land and the Julliard School. The boys always wanted me to have more fun, but I wanted to be good and I took it all way too seriously.”
The pessimist in me thinks that this is foolishness, and that people would simply walk away with items. Or that people would simply take money from the box (when we looked, here was nothing inside).
Stumps. Railroad tracks. Early sicknesses,
the blue one, especially.
Your first love rounding a corner,
that snowy minefield.
It’s been several years now, and there’s just a twinge of sadness each time I step foot into the museum. As amazing and awesome as the displays are, I do always find myself imagining the crowds having gone, and the lights dimming. I found myself looking around at various locations, wondering what it would be like to try to sleep at this exhibit, or over under this display.
From my point of view, it’s just super weird to see the Green Lantern logo on a cape like this. I mean, why not give Aquaman a cape while we’re at it? Gleek, that blue space monkey from Superfriends had a cape, so why not? Capes for everyone.
Many months ago, Justin was taking a printmaking class, and learned that his instructor created a lot of artwork based around bunny rabbits. He commissioned her to do a small portrait of Baxter (our rabbit, who passed away last year). It was an incredibly touching gift, and I know Liz was incredibly moved by it.
On walking out to our car this morning, I spotted a smiley face in Bob and Julie’s car – a combination of early morning condensation and a little reflection. To me, it looked like the car was smiling – which in turn made me smile.
Ingress is a mobile game that involves warring factions battling to control specific, physical points in the real world. I first heard about this game last year, but at the time it was only available for Android devices. I learned yesterday, that an iOS version was available… and decided to check it out.