Lots of updates…it is in the 30’s Celsius again but we are getting a nice cool breeze so it is really rather pleasant. Perfect, actually. A stream of guests are scheduled to start arriving in a few days and so the joint will be jumpin’ til well into September. Our work stint in Victoria tired us out and so we haven’t done much of anything since getting home. Lazy buttheads is the status we aspire to and have been achieving rather well. Woofers are off working on another island so food supplies are holding. Sal is finishing up her organization of the book so we will send it out to Beta readers as soon as we can…should be soon…a week or so.
It is the calm before the storm.
But calm is not a story and I’ll write about the storm after it has passed. For now, just a bit of musing. Watched the Sci-fi remake of Total Recall last night. The essence of the plot is basically gratuitous violence, of course, but a major sub-plot was our hero’s sense that the life and the work he was doing wasn’t satisfying. He had to get out. As it turns out, for him, he was really a super-spy who had his memory replaced with that of a working stiff. He couldn’t stand it so he went after a fantasy service that gave him a ‘new life’ – one that was that of a super-spy. I could relate.
“Geez, Sal. Total Recall is our story! We dropped our ordinary life for an adventurous fantasy.”
“Sweetie, this is not a fantasy and a long, hard day shopping and schlepping day is NOT an adventure. Get a grip.”
That is why I like cheap B movies. I get ‘into’ them. I am the hero. Last night I was ‘Doug’ the super-spy. Today I am a lazy butthead. It doesn’t get any better.
Is it just me or are our politicians keeping an extraordinarily low profile? I get the sense that they seem to know that they are reviled and so they just aren’t getting out and about making the news circuit. Good survival instincts. Mind you, Harper (who, it seems, will not eat in public because he thinks eating makes him look stupid) made an appearance at an event commemorating the First World War 100 years ago. I guess he thought that was safe – no vets around from that era. No food.
And he is worried about looking stupid at dinner?!
But maybe it is just the season. I just can’t raise my black bile levels much these days even though there is still so much to rail against. Lazy butthead days, I guess.
But a tip o’ the hat to a friend of mine who decided to retire. He’s my age and it is time. It is good to see. Another tip to another friend who bought a sailboat and is in love again – him and Wally Ross (author of Sail Power). The point: there is life after work. A better one. And, if you occasionally long for the old action, just rent a cheap B movie and lose yourself in it for the night. That’s what I do.