When Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon was released, in 1973, I was five years old. I saw the cover for a cassette tape of the album in a store, grabbed it, and wouldn’t let go. Apparently, I’ve always liked triangles.
My parents had to pay for the tape, just to get us out of there. My father tried to turn this into a little life lesson for me (“Don’t judge a book by its cover,” or some such crap). When we got home, we played it, and everyone involved had to admit that picking music based on cover art does, sometimes, actually work.
At 53, I’m old enough to have needed a typewriter to write papers, as an undergraduate, back when I was still living with my mother in Little Rock, Arkansas (USA), and attending the University of Arkansas at Little Rock, or UALR. Majoring in history, I wrote many. When I did this, I had a certain ritual about the activity, one that fell from use once I made the much-appreciated transition to using computers, instead.
First, I had to have the typewriter in the center of the living room, oriented at a 45 degree diagonal to the walls. Next, I had to be wearing a bedsheet, wrapped around one shoulder, toga-style. No other clothes were permitted. Finally, I had to have my vinyl version of Mozart’s Requiem playing, over and over, from the time I started the paper until it was completed. This would generally happen early in the morning, on the day the paper was due, procrastination being one of my defining characteristics at that age.
I’m glad I don’t have to write papers anymore, and that the typewriter era is over.
Like much of America, we’ve had a lot of snow lately, with more on the way. Making the piece above helped me unwind after a very stressful drive to the store and back on snow- and ice-covered roads. The car went skidding all over the place a few times, but I did make the trip without actually running into anything. I’m not going out again until the melt arrives.
Trump was bad enough before, but COVID-19 has brought out previously unseen levels of brainless incompetence in the man. I have high hopes that Biden will win decisively Tuesday, without a long wait before the victor is known.
This is real, and our car is one of the ones being recalled. We have a phone call in to the nearest Hyundai dealership, and are waiting for a phone call with instructions from them. They’ll fix this potentially dangerous problem involving brake lights for free. All you need to do is adjust the Google search terms to match your Hyundai car, and then add information about your location, so that the search engine can return the specifics you need to find the Hyundai dealership nearest you, in order to keep your family safe.
This nine-part alignment system comes from Dungeons and Dragons, and these images come from various Marvel comics (although I found them with Wikipedia and Google-searches). All I did was place these nine characters into the nine D&D alignment categories — which was the fun part of making this chart.
One year ago: the infamous July 25th phone call. That led to Trump’s impeachment, but few think of it now because we’re neck-deep in the COVID-19 pandemic. Impeachment occurred before the masked age began. He didn’t get removed by the Senate, but he’s quite likely to get removed by voters in the November election. He may not leave the White House voluntarily, which would create a shameful spectacle, but he’ll be escorted away come Inauguration Day — even if they have to literally drag him off, kicking and screaming.