Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Not a Midsummer Night’s Dream

Has anyone ever actually died laughing? It sounds to me like a good way to go.

I fell asleep watching a documentary called “Race to the Moon.” I wonder how it ended.

If you can give me the song lyrics that follow this phrase, I know that you are old: “And my number is Beachwood 4….”

In my aqua class the instructor played the very upbeat song, “Jump, Jive and Wail,” which I kept hearing as “Drunk, Drive and Jail.”

You have to hand it to Barbie. At 64 years old, she’s still a doll and still making news (and still making time with my man Ryan Gosling as Ken in the new movie)! Aside from her many homes, some of which are quite dreamy, she also has cool cars. She is a doctor, an astronaut and a cowgirl among many other identities. I never had a Barbie growing up, though I’m sure we had a cheaper knock-off doll. Instead, I played with my paper dolls, including my set of the Lennon Sisters and Dinah Shore-George Montgomery paper dolls. That goes WAY back! By the way, the movie is terrific!

The other day I was sick enough to break my long-standing policy of “No soup in the summer, no ice cream in the winter.” First I bought some egg drop soup and then I decided to make lemon chicken orzo soup. Just how do we define homemade? I bought a package of chopped onions and carrots, picked up some shredded rotisserie chicken and combined that with two boxes of store-bought chicken stock, the juice of two fresh lemons that I personally squeezed and used the rind and added a cup of orzo. Hey, it was made in MY house, so I consider it homemade! Close enough.

Word to the wise: Whatever corn silks you don’t remove from the husk or ear before you eat it you will have to remove from your teeth later!

Hallmark has announced its first Christmas-themed cruise, from Miami to the Bahamas. Do they make you stay in your cabin the whole time watching their treacly Hallmark Christmas movies? The whole idea sounds like “Hell on the High Seas” to me.

Here in mid-August, ShopRite has started selling mums, Halloween candy is popping up in the supermarket (only to be eaten well before Halloween) and I hear that Costco had a Christmas tree on display. I’m sure I could find a winter coat in Macy’s if I tried.

I love those daytime naps that are so deep that I wake up not knowing what day or time it is. Why can’t I sleep like that at night in bed?

I started watching an HGTV show called “The Ugliest House in America,” and they aren’t wrong. The owners of these atrocities didn’t make them hideous themselves; they bought them this way and are ready to renovate. Consider having a bathroom that opens into the garage, bathtubs surrounded by carpeting, a bathroom that overlooks the pool below. Who could possibly think these things were either attractive or practical? That’s one show I watch while shaking my head the entire time.

The third time was the charm as I FINALLY got my Real ID last month in Flemington. This time there was no mix-up on the date (as in South Plainfield) and no gas leak that closed the building (Edison). The waiting room was air conditioned and had plenty of seats as I waited for my number to be called. The sneak preview of my picture looks like something you could hang on the wall of the post office under the WANTED posters. But that task is off list! Yay! This week I had a dream that I was traveling within the US and forgot my passport. No problem – That’s what Real ID is for!

Don’t you hate it when you take two steps and your “No Slip Socks” immediately slip inside your shoe and gather under your arch? 

Some people still pay to BUY checks so they can pay their bills? If you are going to write checks – and why? – just take the bank checks that come free with your account. Why pay money for checks that have pictures of cats or birds or even Elvis? Except for a check you send to your grandchildren, who do you think sees these checks when you pay your Comcast bill? I just saved you at least $5. You’re welcome!

I know we all tend to dwell on the weather, but this summer is especially strange. In the course of a single day we have had fog, sun, thunder, massive downpours, more sun, thunder and regular rain. Even poor Alexa can hardly keep up with the forecast!

In case the “authorities” need a DNA sample from me, I cleaned the hairbrush today so there is plenty to choose from there.

Imagine – there are generations of kids who have never known a movie chair NOT to recline. Or who never had to fight over the armrest with the person in the adjoining seat. Of course, they also don’t know the meaning of a long-distance call, a dial telephone or a manual typewriter. Remind me – why do we refer to this period as the “good old days?”

I get inflation and all, but to charge $4.25 for four small pieces of watermelon is ridiculous. I could buy a whole one for less. This week they are $3.99 at ShopRite. If only I could carry one!

Twitter has changed its branding from the ubiquitous blue bird to a large X. I’m all for elevating design, but Twitter has established more than a brand. People venture into the “Twitterverse.” They tweet their every thought and retweet everyone else’s. What we they do now with X as the name? X each other? Reside in the “Xeverse?” And what does Xfinity have to say about that large X, which is already their brand? If you ask me (and again, not one did), if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

And speaking of social media, I know the aim for many people (erstwhile “influencers,” I guess) is to get more and more followers, but I don’t think that way. I have an Instagram account where I restrict my followers only to people I know, most of whom I don’t even follow back. It seems like every day I get a new follower, mostly single men with military backgrounds who are the father of one child and believe in the Lord. I can’t even hit the “Block” button fast enough, then “Remove Follower.” Move along. Nothing to see here. 

The new “Oppenheimer” movie is the story of Robert Oppenheimer, often called “the father of the atomic bomb.” I’m disappointed that the filmmakers didn’t talk to me for source material. After all, I wrote a paper for my high school history class on this subject. I’m sure it would have added valuable information to the story. I know it is floating around here somewhere and is among the many things I should have purged by now. It no longer has any real use to me or anyone now that the movie has been made. PS – The filmmakers did a good job on the movie even without it!