When I was a kid, I used to dread Good Friday. I liked the day off school, of course. But it was a hell of a day. Nothing was open. Four channels of television, all full of crap.
The day just seemed to go on forever.
I don’t know whether it’s a good or a bad thing that Kids These Days will never know that crushing boredom. Probably good, but, I don’t know, there are downsides to building your society as a sort of ADHD Disneyland.
Anyway, today, I have nothing planned. I know that Jane is driving her mother out to the RSPCA to rescue a couple of kittens, and at some point in the afternoon, we’re supposed to catch up with friends for drinks. The sky is looking apocalyptic with storms closing in, so I guess we’ll see how that goes.
I could do some work, but instead I’m going to have an actual day off. I’m going to do nothing. And unlike those long ago days of my childhood, I’m kind of looking forward to it.
"driving her mother out to the RSPCA to rescue a couple of kittens," which for me conjures an image of night vision googles, laser trip wires and tactical turtlenecks ala Archer as they running out through the perimeter, alarms ringing, searchlights with arms full of kittens.
And the worst thing about childhood Good Fridays, apart from nothing to do, was being forced to eat fish for lunch 🤮
And not the fun kind of fish that comes deep fried in batter, but actual fish with bones and worst of all NO CHIPS. My childhood resentment of my mother's lapsed Catholicism knew no bounds.
They say that boredom is a necessary prerequisite for creativity. Not sure how much I believe that, but there certainly aren't any time gaps for boredom these days, and there's not much really jumping out from a creative point of view, so maybe. Not really looking forward to the cleaning-the-house-before-visitors that I've got scheduled. Maybe that'll stand in for a spot of boredom.
and Plato was translated as "The true creator is necessity, who is the mother of our invention" which means invention/creativity/the muses are basically fickle and you could be as likely to invent a cogent explanation of gravity lazing by an apple tree watching the fruit fall as having weird dreams after consuming cheese before bed and giving you visions of snakes forming hoops to explain aromatics.
I had a couple days off last week. Had some great plans Ended up going down a YouTube rabbit hole starting with Led Zeppelin Kashmir live and ending 4 hrs later with Ross Coulthart and UFOs . Felt bad until I realized that I can’t be held accountable for succumbing to the addiction of YouTube. I’m a victim . Yeah I know it’s f’n thin .
I'm also doing nothing today, and for the rest of April, although today's rest is purely to digest the many homemade hot cross buns...and the backup store bought ones.
"driving her mother out to the RSPCA to rescue a couple of kittens," which for me conjures an image of night vision googles, laser trip wires and tactical turtlenecks ala Archer as they running out through the perimeter, alarms ringing, searchlights with arms full of kittens.
You’ve seen the plans then?
And the worst thing about childhood Good Fridays, apart from nothing to do, was being forced to eat fish for lunch 🤮
And not the fun kind of fish that comes deep fried in batter, but actual fish with bones and worst of all NO CHIPS. My childhood resentment of my mother's lapsed Catholicism knew no bounds.
Need to see pics of kittens,. Thanks in advance.
They say that boredom is a necessary prerequisite for creativity. Not sure how much I believe that, but there certainly aren't any time gaps for boredom these days, and there's not much really jumping out from a creative point of view, so maybe. Not really looking forward to the cleaning-the-house-before-visitors that I've got scheduled. Maybe that'll stand in for a spot of boredom.
and Plato was translated as "The true creator is necessity, who is the mother of our invention" which means invention/creativity/the muses are basically fickle and you could be as likely to invent a cogent explanation of gravity lazing by an apple tree watching the fruit fall as having weird dreams after consuming cheese before bed and giving you visions of snakes forming hoops to explain aromatics.
I had a couple days off last week. Had some great plans Ended up going down a YouTube rabbit hole starting with Led Zeppelin Kashmir live and ending 4 hrs later with Ross Coulthart and UFOs . Felt bad until I realized that I can’t be held accountable for succumbing to the addiction of YouTube. I’m a victim . Yeah I know it’s f’n thin .
I'm also doing nothing today, and for the rest of April, although today's rest is purely to digest the many homemade hot cross buns...and the backup store bought ones.
I may have eaten too many hot cross buns this morning. Supplemental log entry: I may have slathered them in maple syrup first.