Posts Tagged With: November 22 2016

Day 1423: Strange

During these strange times, is it strange that I

  • wake up writing my next strange blog post in my strange head?
  • am solving lots of strange jigsaw puzzles online?
  • consult with  doctors every week to make sure my strange heart is doing its best to extend my strange life?
  • work on letting go of strange feelings from lots of strange experiences I’ve had this fall?
  • have some strange fear about the future?
  • surround myself with strange but wonderful people?
  • take comfort in seeing movies like Dr. Strange?

Here are recent strange photos I took with my increasingly strange iPhone:

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Here’s what’s strange about that last photo: that “6 ft Santa Claus” was shorter than me, and I’m 5 ft 3 in.

Also, I could have sworn I took a screen shot of my phone yesterday when the time was 11:22 on 11/22, but apparently not.

What seems particularly strange to you, here and now?

Is it strange that I’m having trouble deciding which strange music to include now?   There are so many strange choices!

Here‘s my strange decision:

Is it strange for me to ask for a comment below?

Strange days, my friends.  But it would be a strange day indeed if I forgot to thank all who helped me create this strange blog post and you — of course! —  for helping my world seem less strange.

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Day 1422: For the birds

My late father, seen in this photograph of my family which was taken the week before November 22, 1963 …

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… used the expression “for the birds” to mean “bad, lousy, unfortunate.”

As my family posed for that picture, we were unaware of some bad, lousy, and unfortunate events that were looming in the future — the assassination of John F. Kennedy and my emergency heart surgery on November 22, 1963.

On this 53rd anniversary of that day, it occurs to me that:

  • the U.S. is dealing with many things, right now, that my father would characterize as “for the birds,”
  • I like birds, and
  • I coincidentally took several photos of birds yesterday.

 

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So we could  say that this blog post is for the birds.

Here‘s what I found on YouTube, for the birds:

 

Do you think “For the Birds” is relevant today?

Please leave a comment for the bird who created this blog post.

It would be for the birds, according to my father, if I did not express gratitude to all the birds and humans who helped me create this for-the-birds post and  to my wonderful flock of readers, including you!

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