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October 4, 2020:

THE DICTATING MICROPHONE

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Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish dictating these notes. I don’t know why I’m doing this and yet, here I am dictating these notes with the little dictation microphone at the top of my Word document. now, I don’t really want to dictate the entirity of these notes as I am very horse and already bored to tears from dictating these here notes.  Well, that was an amusing divertissement, was it not?  We can see that sometimes the dictating microphone forgets to capitalize a word at the beginning of a sentence.  We can see that the dictating microphone does not know from the word “entirety” and it obviously thinks I am a horse rather than hoarse.  And actually, now that I think about it, I feel rather like a horse who is hoarse.  The Horse Who Was Hoarse – that sounds like a Dr. Seuss book.  Now, you’d think that dictating these here notes would be fun, would be more off-the-cuff, but the fact is that for me it’s the opposite.  I think faster with my fingers than I do trying to formulate what I want to dictate into the dictating microphone.  I am fleet with my fingers whereas I am not fleet trying to formulate a thought.  I am, in fact, fleetless.  I am also bored to tears of feeling like I’m on the verge of a cold and being hoarse and I need to feel up to snuff by Monday because I have to do this Backstage at Kritzerland thing.  To that end, I’ve been taking allergy pills regularly, doing the Sambucol thing and doing the Airborne thing.  I’ve been doing the Ricola thing and the Gerther’s pastilles thing, too.  Wait a minute – let’s try a fun experiment: I am now dictating these here notes again whilst listening to music specifically the music up I’m Reed sagay isn’t this fun and I am keep forgetting to dictate the punctuation which is why there is no punctuation and there won’t be until I throw in the word. Well that didn’t work because I said .. I can’t seem to say the word. Without it putting a period now it just wrote. And now it did it I don’t know what the hell I’m talking about anymore.  Now, the above SHOULD read: I am now dictating these here notes again whilst listening to music, specifically the music of Henri Sauget.  Isn’t this fun and I keep forgetting to dictate the punctuation, which is why there is no punctuation and there won’t be until I throw in the word period.  Well, that didn’t work because I said period period.  I can’t seem to say the word period without it putting a period.  Now it just wrote period. And now it did it.  I don’t know what the HELL I’m talking about anymore.  Well, I think we’ve had quite enough of the dictating microphone, don’t you?  And frankly, at the moment I think we’ve had enough I’m Reed sagay aka Henri Sauget.

Yesterday was an uneventful day in which there were no events.  I got between seven and eight hours of sleep, got up, did stuff that needed doing, answered e-mails, and the helper’s mom came by to get some stuff to ship.  Then I made three hot dogs and put them in three buns – one with mustard and onions, two with red cabbage, cheese, and onions.  I ate them all up and they were tasty.  Then I did some work on the computer, did some work on the Backstage at Kritzerland thing, and then felt lethargic and phlegm-ridden because it was another hot day.  At some point, I sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I watched a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled The Lady Vanishes, an Alfred Hitchcock motion picture entertainment from his British days.  It’s a wonderful movie from start to finish and the actors are especially terrific, including stars Margaret Lockwood and Michael Redgrave.  Paul Lukas is great and so is Dame May Whitty as the vanished Miss Froy.  The dialogue is fun, the pace is great, and it’s the best of his British period, I think.

Then I followed that with another Hitchcock cocktail from the same period, The 39 Steps.  It, too, is very enjoyable, but not quite as good, at least for me it isn’t.  Everything works well and there’s one sequence where Robert Donat is in a farmhouse with an opportunistic and jealous farmer and his wife.  The woman who plays the wife is superb – she does so much in her few minutes of screen time to make you understand how awful the marriage must be and how she responds to the humanity of the Donat character – her final shot is heartbreaking – well, who knew – it was Peggy Ashcroft and what a lesson in screen acting it was and is.  I know I’ve seen her in other things – let’s see – yep, have seen her in several films but have no memory of who she played in The Nun’s Story, Secret Ceremony, Sunday Bloody Sunday, and A Passage to India.  I haven’t seen any of those films in decades.  Anyway, she was terrific.  The transfer on The Lady Vanishes was much better than The 39 Steps, which is, I have to say, poor.  Still, I hadn’t seen either film in over twenty years so I really enjoyed them.  I went to watch the Brit The Man Who Knew Too Much but apparently I never bought that one on Blu-ray.

After that, I made two tortillas with cheese to get up to 900 calories, did a Gelson’s run and got a small chicken Caesar for today’s meal and some melon squares (honeydew) and Honey Crisp apples.  I ate the melon squares and one apple and that was good.  Then I listened to the symphonies of Henri Sauget, which are fascinating – I’d grabbed them from the Tube of You a month ago but never listened.  I couldn’t find my CD of The Lives of Others but found it easily on YouTube and just grabbed it from there.

Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I know there’s some package coming so I’ll go get that, I’ll eat, and then just watch, listen, and relax, and try to feel up to snuff.

This week is very busy getting all the ducks in a row for the Backstage at Kritzerland thing and finishing choosing songs and starting to get tracks done for the November show.  And, of course, I’ll continue with my 1000-calorie days and hope the weight keeps going away.  I’ve definitely lost weight, I can tell by how my pants fit.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, hopefully pick up packages, eat, and then watch, listen, and relax.  Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them.  So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I shall not be using the dictating microphone.

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