Sunday, October 18, 2009
At the danger of not writing an upbeat post, I am going to try and write one anyway and see what I can make of it. It is a compulsion to write, even when I don't feel all that great and like something the cat dragged in. I thought I would not write anything tonight, but I find myself sitting here all on my own with nothing else to do, so there you go. Idleness is the devil's playground, after all, isn't it? While I should really just go to bed, I find myself here behind the computer instead with too much idleness. Yes, go ahead and read the article, it is interesting.
I'm keeping myself artificially awake by drinking coffee with low fat milk, no sugar, I only take sugar in my porridge and tea and in my porridge I take copious amounts of it. I am being silly aren't I, putting in all those links, but I thought I might be fun for you to look up all those things If you felt like doing so, as if I'm writing a scientific paper or an entry to Wikipedia. Just as a by the way, there is a big difference between sugar obtained from the sugar beet and from the sugar cane.
Well, I do get side tracked into trivial matters don't I? That reminds me, does anyone play Trivial Pursuit anymore? It used to be the rage in the 80's. We used to play it with a steady group of friends and took turns at each other's houses and provided food and drinks and lots of laughs. We also used to play Charades and my friend Laura once did a very good "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof."
Those were the days of our middle class innocence when we all lived in our nice suburban houses in our nice suburban neighborhood with out 2.4 children and our two cars and our workaholic husbands and our volunteer jobs and our get together brunches and for me it didn't work out and I don't know why it did for them. I guess they believed in the American dream more then I did. I've certainly left that life far behind me to go and live in the Welfare Sate where someone like me is in safer hands. In the United Sates I would now be a poverty stricken
homeless person, or somebody living in a trailer on welfare payments, living off food stamps and probably not receiving the medical care I need. Aren't I lucky that I never became a citizen of the United Sates and didn't lose my rights as a Dutch citizen?
Jesker, who by the way is a cocker spaniel, is lying on his blanket sound asleep beneath the coffee table. He is completely settled down for the night. Gandhi is lying on my bed and Toby is wandering around the apartment.
Well, now that I've given you this post with all these links in it, I'm going to bed I think. It is late enough for it, but I can sleep late in the morning too.
I hope you all have a good night and forgive me my indulgences. It made the post worth writing.