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  • Fri, 13:22: Ever since I got the news of Holly’s passing yesterday, I’ve been in a kind of melancholy funk—it’s low-key, minor, but it’s there. I started listening to my “For Mom” playlist of songs that make me think of her, and I can’t decide whether this was a good idea, except for the value of vivifying wistful memories of loved ones past on.

    One of the tracks is sixties folk song “Five Hundred Miles” as performed by Justin Timberlake, Carey Mulligan, and Stark Sands, from the wonderful 2013 Coen Brothers film “Inside Llewyn Davis.” I loved the soundtrack so much I bought it at the time, and the next time I visited Mom and Bill in Wallace, Idaho, I played it, thinking they might find it pleasant.

    I had no idea they would be as familiar with the songs as they were, and I remember Holly visiting when I played it. Both Mom and Holly sang along to it, even though they had never heard this particular version before—I have no idea where else either of them may have previously familiarized themselves with the lyrics. But, now this song makes me think of both Mom and of Holly. https://t.co/TyBfb14JhO

  • Fri, 19:50: https://www.threads.net/@fruitcakeenterprises/post/C_mYvTQgKzr https://t.co/5iEbqfDgAq
  • Fri, 21:06: Not nearly as bad as I feared. Not nearly as good as I hoped. https://t.co/AWSXlc8EAK

an evening on the phone

08312024-13

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Yesterday was the second evening this week where Shobhit didn't work and I had no plans, but Shobhit still had somewhere else to go. This time, it was the local SAG-AFTRA board meeting.

I wound up spending a ton of time on the phone. Tracy is having a hard time of it with her parents divorcing, and she asked if I had time to chat. We got on the phone very shortly after I got home from work on my bike . . . and we ended up talkin for an hour and 42 minutes.

One of the many things we chatted about included the fact that she is, apparently currently reading Dune Messiah. I said, "Are you shitting me?" She said, "Yeah!" So I said, "Yeah you're reading it, or yeah you're shitting me?" She confirmed she's reading it. I'm still waiting for it to become available to check out of the library!

Anyway. She had said something kind of funny about the first Dune book: she wanted to look up what she called the "tweedle dee instrument," which was clearly not what the book calls it. She said she looked it up in the dictionary and the definition was just, Musical instrument specific to the Dune universe. Ha!

She found this frustrating, I found it amusing. I wanted to share it with Gabriel, so I called him right after I got off the phone with Tracy. We were on the phone for 22 minutes. Looks like I'll need to mark my calendar for Friday the 13th, to celebrate Lea's birthday, which is actually on the 11th. Hey, wait. I only just realized this. I think she's going to be 40 this year. Anyway, in that case she would have turned 17 on 9/11 so that must have been a great birthday.

I almost said "That must have been a blast."

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08252024-06

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After my two hours of phone calls, I watched the season finale of Sunny on Apple TV, a flawed show with a clearly limited budget that I sort of enjoyed. Not enough of Sunny the HomeBot.

Then I watched the 90-minute part 1 of Steve!, the documentary on Apple TV about Steve Martin.

Shobhit got home when there were maybe 20 minutes of that left to go. When that finished—I'll watch part 2 another day—we watched the season 4 premiere of Slow Horses, which was great. I'm going to have to pay for one more month of Apple TV in order for us to finish that season, which Shobhit isn't going to like. He'll live. It'll be ten bucks, which is less than a single movie in a theater.

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08162024-02

[posted 12:30 pm]