Friday, August 15, 2025
Monday, August 11, 2025
Dear Diary
21st century ... doesn't do it for me. I gravitate towards early 20th century thinking and experiences.. I'm fascinated by what Getrude Stein called The Lost Generation. Life was different then. Not without it's problems, as a matter of fact in the first 20 years of the century, the world suffered horribly under it's own pandemic. It killed many millions, this coming after what they called the Great War (World War 1 for us) in which millions more perished. Coming out of those events the depression brought world economies to their knees. An entire generation lost everything including any chance of dreaming of a better future. And yet, I feel an affinity for that period in history. Was it better? Demonstrably NO. Different though. People learned to adjust and to get by. Doing without in ways we can hardly imagine today. It was an important period. Absent was the spoiled self centered persons who inherit this new millennium.
My heroes from those years. The Hemingway's, The F Scott Fitzgerald's, Smart, brilliant, able to explain about what was going on in their writings. Each totally screwed up, eventually succumbing to the times in which they lived. Still, to me, fascinating.
I wish I could have been there. Lived it. All of it. 21st Century ... does not do it for me.
Fantasies of life ..simpler ... to dream about .
Saturday, August 9, 2025
Reflections On Life

Isn’t it pretty to think so? Indeed it is. When your plans or your life goes a certain way, you wish it had gone differently, and you’re sad and you think if it had just gone differently and “isn’t it pretty to think so” Kind of says what you’re thinking and wishing.
Hemingway. So many people inside
Hemingway… the life of …. Never ceases to fascinate me. He was so many things to so many people. His writing … it’s amazing. You dont even need to have the book cover. One page and you know who wrote it. Also I wish I could sit and drink with him. He was a pro at it.
Saturday, August 2, 2025
Weather is not an exact science
Last night, today’s forecast was for on and off rain. Starting early.
12 hours later:
Eight o'clock. No riding bicycle today. Rain forecast. The popular weather company, their app, chance of rain by 8:15. Looking out to a dry neighborhood, I figure I’ll ride till it starts . Then finish on stationary cycle. 8:30 , overcast, cool, a breeze feeling great. Still was that a drop? Just a couple of spits. 9:00 , nothing. 9:30 I’ve done my 16 miles. Dry as a bone. Weather guessers now saying rain by 11:30. Ok so I gas up the mowers . Lawn done by 10:30. Dry …. Weather app says rain after 4pm.
It’s never going to rain today. The National weather service will figure that out sometime late afternoon. Not before. And no this isn’t Trumps fault . Budget cuts. That has NOTHING to do with it. The weather service simply doesn’t have a clue. Never has, never will.
I could have stayed in bed for a couple more hours. But I’ve seen this show before. And everything I wanted to get done is done.
We sure could use that rain though. Maybe someday.
Fin