Saturday, March 15, 2014

WHAT ELSE HAPPENED

To continue what was taking place here the past few days, I'll jump right to it. The missing of the Malaysia 777 took a great deal of my time. Such events that concern our country (Didn't Boeing manufacture the plane?) I am always interested in, such mishaps, or crimes as the case might be. This trait in me is strong, and probably is what led me to join the Navy during wartime. I want things about my country done right by it and it to do right by others. This latest incident is a real dilly, and somewhere may be a legion of demons celebrating their success. Of course, evil doesn't win in the long run. I haven't caught up with the events today yet, for I've been busy writing blogs. I've just finished my second meal of the day except for fruit -- at 5:30 -- and plan to eat again around 9:00, after taking a long walk and having caught up on a bit of news. I haven't seen or heard anyone in person today yet. What a great uninterrupted writing session. 

We got word we did not get the piano we were hoping for. So, we are doing okay with a borrowed keyboard. The piano will eventually come.


Our chef was out over a week, recuperating from surgery and we really missed him. Another cook was fired, probably a good thing. 

I have no vision strong enough for reading other people's blogs. The last time I checked any of them, they were tiny print on top of photographs, and in microscopic writing elsewhere. I knew they were not written for me to read. I am, at the moment, typing in the largest font size available to me, but afterwards, if I don't forget, it will be transposed to a smaller size but not the microscopic. To speak straight, like Ann Coulter, for example, I shall add when any print comes to me in size 10, 11, or 12, I wonder if that person is stingy in other areas of his life! Many business communications are like that, and then, when you look for the telephone number to reply to, or the address, it's in the finest of print, likely lost in a web address that you can't answer to. That may be an attempt to thwart you not to reply and keep being charged with the sum stated, or whatever. 


Also, the white print on the deep blue background of my blog, makes it easier for readers to read. It is not my favorite color, but is the easiest color. 
A blog is, first of all, to be communication. Why disguise it, I ask. 

A Webster Collegiate Dictionary abides in my computer, making it extremely easy to see if I have used correctly the word being sought. If there were not these adjuncts to writing, I just couldn't write creatively. *** 
SOUNDS LIKE SPY STUFF

While looking over my blogs of late, I made an interesting discovery. One graph showed a recent huge day of hits and when I checked to see what I wrote, I found a certain blog had been deleted by the Blogger. That is okay by me. I wouldn't want to cause an international incident, particularly at this time of crisis.

Then stranger stuff in addition. This blog doesn't want to move.*** 
MY TOP FIVE BLOGS

Occasionally I check to see what bogs of mine have been the most read and what the category is. The list covers only the last year and a few months. Here they are: 

#1-"The 39 Steps and North by Northwest;" 426 hits to date. The category is certainly about two entertaining films, but also about international intrigue including spies and romance. 

#2-"Krauthammer, the Smartest Man on Television," 238 hits to date. When this one was climbing the charts, so to speak, numerous readers were in Poland. The popularity for this blog has waned. Since I am an independent blogger and not connected with face book, etc., I do not expect to find many pageviews in addition for this one. But Mr. K is still the smartest man on television. 

#3-"Man's Unconquerable Mind," 223 hits to date. This is a work of philosophy, a subject that many may think is for just the elect, but this gem is about all people. It makes you think. It gets occasional hits still. 

#4-"Earliest Memories" 198 hits to date. This psychological blog may educe either sad or happy memories. Some readers might not wish to go there. 

#5-"Yours Is the Earth," 108 hits to date. This blog, with the additional blogs about this same book, has been called "the last chapter" to a factual book which was lacking its last and highly important chapter. I was deeply touched by the six comments that came with this blog, all from strangers. I had no idea I held the answer to a historic question which had been bothering them for several decades. 

I will continue to check the list from time to time, and see if another blog will join the ranks of the first five. ***  
THE SMARTEST WOMAN ON TELEVISION

She's not a daily participant on the telly, but a regular outstanding brain from time to time. Such as Krauthammer is the smartest man on television, Ann Coulter is the smartest woman on television. She has a law degree, writes for more than one publication, was the Writer in Depth for three hours one Weekend on C-SPAN, and has authored several books, this one being DEMONIC, copyrighted in 2011. I began reading this fascinating number before moving here, but there is such a thing as one book's getting into competition with another one. But I will continue to read this one along with DUTY, depending on how capable I am for holding the heavier book at the time. 

Coulter begins her book with quoting Jesus from Mark 5:2-9. This passage features the word "legion" which refers to a multitude of demons in this case. What a powerful take-off for a book about the legion comprising the ignorant in our society who must be plagued by demons. They have another name, but I'll leave that for you to discover for yourself.

The author writes (and speaks) straight talk without apology. She quotes surprising speech from names we know and documents every quotation. She must spend hours reading each day to learn so much of current transgressions by the nigh and mighty. From watching her book-signing on television when DEMONIC debuted, I estimate her audience is highly masculine and that is understandable. Perhaps men can take her straight talk better than females. Perhaps some women are jealous of her beautiful extra long blond hair and her slender body, and her ownership of a residence in New York and another in Florida. I prefer to brag on her, especially for her upbringing in a family that had family prayers. I think she was the only girl with a couple of brothers. Maybe they furnished the opportunity for her to learn to be tough and speak tough while remaining a lady. You need to read this book, if you have not done so. ***
ONE WAY OF LEARNING SOMETHING

It is great to find a few minutes to write another blog after a real ordeal of insomnia. It is now 11:36 a. m., on Saturday and I'm just having my breakfast hot chocolate. No plans to go downstairs for lunch, as plenty of food is on hand in my apartment. Let me see how short I can make this, to tell you the interesting highlights of my life, as boring as they might well be for you. I shall go backward with the events. 

Two days ago, our Executive Director, who has an RN degree as well as a master's degree in another field, asked my permission to call my doctor to get a prescription for my insomnia. (If I had called, without that RN after my name, I would not have received this fast service.) He did some research and replied yesterday with an Rx he had called in to my druggist, and one of our chauffeurs drove me there to pick it up. I looked forward to a good night's sleep and went to bed by 10:00. It took an hour to get to sleep and then I woke at midnight, too wide awake to expect further sleep at that time. So, I got up to read. 

I could hardly move my body to get out of bed. That took at least a couple of minutes. Once on the side of the bed, it took at least five minutes to fit my feet into the waiting slippers. I was too afraid to try bending down to pick one up, for fear of falling on over. When I managed to stand, I found my legs almost totally disabled. But holding on to furniture and doors, I got to my chair in the living room, got the lights turned on and my feet up, and picked up a lighter-weight book than DUTY. (See next blog for that one.) After reading a while, at 4:30 I got back into bed and didn't sleep for another hour or so, and then slept till almost 10:00! This sleeping aid had worked in reverse, knocking my legs out from under me and keeping me awake. I shall not repeat this tonight. Enough of this sort of thing now.  

Our manicurist here is reading my copy of THE GIRL WITH NO SHADOW and loves it. I thought she would. She has a unique situation: when she is waiting for the next client to show, she places the book right on her table, under the special light, and reads. *** 

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

AT LEAST HERE'S A CONNECTION

As you might have guessed, I've had a holiday away from blogging, while staying right here. I want to continue that holiday for Pete is still acting up. However, time will not allow much blogging for a while, for other jobs have priority. Like taxes and such nuisances.


 I am reading Robert Gates's DUTY and find it most interesting. The man who loaned this book to me was reading my copy of THINGS THAT MATTER but it proved too much for him. He gave it back today. I imagine Krauthammer's vocabulary was just too challenging for him. Oh, what he missed! And TTM is still on the nest-selling list, according to O'Reilly.


I've noticed my blog about the two movies "The 39 Steps" and "North by Northwest" continues to be read, or perhaps only looked at, but clicked on at least, several hundred times. Last night I saw about half of Hitchcock's earlier version of STEPS, and turned it off. The 2008 version is so much better.


With British films, I think Americans understand the speech better if the actors have started their careers on the stage, and have learned how to speak to the audience in person. Joan Hickson was the perfect Miss Marple and the several actresses who have tried the role since the death of Hickson, just aren't up to par. They speak as if they have worked only on film, and perhaps they have. ***


Thursday, March 6, 2014

AN APOLOGY

What a goof! Today I realized the print on the new box of Fig Newtons said 110 calories for two of the newts, not 10 as I had read before! That sounds more reasonable and still better for your children than other types of cookies with more sugar. Amy brought this to my attention. If all our mistakes were this silly, wouldn't it be a wonderful world?

An apology needs to come from the cooks in our kitchen. They don't prove they know how to tenderize chicken and beef before cooking them. Tonight, even with a steak knife, I couldn't cut the beef. Our chef has been in the hospital for surgery, and we miss him. He would have taken that steak back and brought one that was cutable.