I was wondering what, if anything, to post today. I woke up with a headache (okay, a hangover), and I find it hard to focus on writing when my head hurts. And today begins what is seeming more and more likely to be my last three weeks in a 33-year career. So I’m feeling a bit down, which also makes writing difficult.
I have been writing a lot lately. Some of that is catching up after nearly a year of writing very little here. I started strong a year ago July, kept it up for two months and then fell off the metaphorical horse. There was a personal and a work-related aspect to that. The latter involved beginning new tasks at work, so there were new systems to learn, and that took a lot of energy. The former is private; suffice to say it involved one of those life disappointments that takes some time to absorb and integrate.
The longer I didn’t write, the easier it was to not write. (Exercise is the same way for me.) I tried several times to get back into it, but never really got up a head of steam.
Then they gobsmacked me at work, and one effect of that has been to kick me into an almost manic phase of blogging. There is also that, suddenly, I’m getting a taste of what retirement might be like. People sometimes ask, “What will you do in retirement?” My standard answer has always been, “Anything I want to!” Like my father, I have more self projects than I can possibly do. I’ve had so much fun writing like a maniac that I’m tempted to not even try to find another position at work.
And to be honest, over the last few years, work has seemed more and more to be composed of dullards and idiots. The chance to put all that in the rear view mirror is extremely enticing.
And, yikes, here I am rambling on and on when I meant to post a short Brain Bubble. So without further ado (or adon’t):
I got a University Alumni email this morning that included this:
What makes this disappointing is lack of understanding of what “RSVP” means. It stands for répondez s’il vous plaît, which is French for please respond. But what it means is that a response is requested, regardless of the answer.
It does not mean, as the email today meant, “We hope you’ll say yes.” Your host presumably does hope you will say yes, but RSVP means they want a response from you regardless. (The traditional ‘no’ response is to tender your regrets. Sometimes an invitation says, “RSVP, regrets only,” which means you respond only if you cannot attend. In that case, no response means you’ll be there.)
A small thing, but when it comes from a center of learning, it’s disappointing. I clicked the link, and it led me to a sign up page with no way to tender my regrets, so clearly they didn’t really mean RSVP.
I considered replying to their email, and maybe I still will, but I have so many bruises from trying to help others be less ignorant. I don’t know why people resist precision and correctness. I’ve always been grateful for anyone willing to help me be a better person.
Whatever. To end this on a lighter note…
Cowboys & Aliens
Finally got around to seeing this (as a life-long SF fan, I try to see most SF movies, even when I’m not expecting much). A few random observations [warning: spoilers]:
Olivia Wilde: good choice for an alien. She has an unusually shaped face and those penetrating eyes. I always thought she was well-cast for her role in House, M.D., and was a perfect choice here.
I do like Daniel Craig! He’s my second favorite James Bond (no one can ever top the man who defined the role, Sean Connery). Anyone who’s seen What Lies Beneath knows Harrison Ford makes a pretty good villain, although here he’s more the tough guy with a hidden soft streak.
The aliens… really? Big slavering, slimy growing beasts with lots of big sharp teeth and spiky bits for stabbing (I thought they looked utterly ridiculous). And yet these aliens have conquered space flight. Really dragged the movie’s rating way down for me.
I have heard some comments about how the aliens coming here looking for gold is another flaw.
Maybe not. It requires a powerful supernova to make gold, so it is not common throughout the galaxy. That we have it here on Earth is due to having had just such a supernova in our region in the ancient pre-Earth past. And gold does have properties that make it desirable beyond its rarity and cosmetic appeal (it never tarnishes; carries electricity very well).
But, ultimately, it was really Cowboys & Monsters with a lot of old clichés and sentimentality thrown in (the hero actually rides off alone on his horse in the end).
On my scale (of “Wow!”, “Ah!”, “Eh!”, “Meh!”, “Nah!” & “Ugh!”) it gets a “Meh!” at best and maybe really deserves a “Nah!”