Substituting

Thinking about my teaching experience at the lieberry, and Huntington, I think substituting will be good for me; at least in some situations.

I remember as a student I thought substituting would be terrible.  And I was bad at day care, but of course I wasn't grown.  There is so much difference between how I feel inside- the same as then- and what people see on the outside.

The other day I pulled up a chair in between two guys.

Each of them scooted their chair away immediately; giving me extra room.  It took me a second to keep from responding.  I wanted to laugh and/or make a joke, but I didn't do either one.


I remember Grandma at 80 saying that she still felt much younger and when hearing someone was elderly she immediately thought how old they were, before coming back to realize she was usually older.

I wonder if nearly everyone feels this way.

I do.

First Baptist of Hypoluxo

Another great service with a good sermon by Dr. Griffin.

He's not actually a doctor yet but I expect that to happen November 8.

Hospice

Meeting with hospice yesterday.  Everyone is pretending like people either have brains or bodies.  It's weird because I don't know anybody with just one.

Apparently hospice is for bodies?

Who knew?



Who takes care of the soul?

She Always Knew How: Mae West by Charlotte Chandler

I just finished 2009's "Personal Biography" and it was really good; but weird.

The dust jacket quotes Jack Nicholson as saying "Charlotte Chandler has a tape recorder in her head."

Well, I hope Jack wasn't looking too closely and that she actually had a tape recorder with her because there are pages and pages of what appear to be direct quotes.

I feel like I've met Mae West.


Myra Breckinridge continues to fascinate me; having been introduced before it would be accepted- like now for instance in which LBTQXYZ is a badge of honor.

The name sounds like a Thomas Hardy novel to me and I was familiar with it- the name- long before I had any idea what it is about.  To me, it's part of that Rosemary's Baby, Exorcist crap- trying to get the bad stuff and make it mainstream.

And I notice how The Forces were present throughout Mae's life.


I also note that no one had a bad thing to say about her.  I wonder if that's the case with all of Charlotte Chandler's work.  I can't imagine the Bette Davis and Joan Crawford books being like this.



Mae seems to have had a thought process clear of anxiety and depression and it seems like she did this for herself intentionally, as if she understood cognitive therapy (David Burns- Feeling Good, N V Peale- Power of Positive Thinking, The Secret, etc.) long before anybody wrote about these things.

She was just practical- downright determined and made it happen- unless of course the Forces wanted to use her and took advantage of the poor soul.

Frog Voice

I'm sitting by the entrance but not as close as the other day.  Then, I kept hearing the sliding door open and then an indecipherable growl/grumble that wasn't loud but an odd timbre and it kept happening every time the door opened.  Sometimes I heard a person speak after this sound, and other times nothing.

Well, I can understand why some people say nothing.

This unremarkably looking woman sits at the door and says "Hi" as each person enters but her word sounds like some other noise and I think to myself:

1) Do we really need a greeter?

2) Is this greeting welcoming or alarming?

3) Did she start doing this when she had a voice or did she say to herself, "Self, I really need to do something to gain more confidence with the way I speak."  Hmmm?

The Guys with Tourettes Are Bugging Each Other

At the library this one guy is laughing and laughing- wearing headphones sitting at a computer, while the guy next to him is silent, but standing up and glancing back and forth at nothing.

I Finally Understand the Trump Presidency!!! - PocketsOfTheFuture