End of Summer

No more lazy days "sleeping in" until at least 5:15 (thanks to The Herd), napping and reading.  As you read this, I'll have started working again, officially.  Unofficially, of course, I've been working all summer.  So what have I been up to?  How has the Massive Summer To Do List™ fared? Let's see...

✔ DVR 0

Clean up efiles in Dropbox and on GDrive

✔ Catch up on blogging

✔ Catch up on book reviews

✔ Get ahead on my 2019 Reading Goal

Inventory books and add to my personal catalog 

✔ Finish the Summer 2019  MPOW Work List

✔ Create donations of clothing and other unnecessary items

✔ Read unread blog posts (I use Feedbin and had nearly 3000 posts to catch up on in June!)

I've also managed to binge on a few tv series and watch a number of movies.  If you're looking for ideas for your next binge, the Lazy Summer Watch List is:

TV Series	Movies
The Case	Goodbye Christopher Robin
The Crown	Happy Death Day
DCI Bancroft	Home Again
Executive Stress	Loving Vincent
Hidden	Murder on the Orient Express
Keeping Faith	My Friend Dahmer
Line of Duty	The Snowman
Loch Ness	The Square
Motherfatherson	Welcome to Happiness
Murder in Suburbia	The Wilde Wedding
Murderland	Woodshock
Queens of Murder
Succession
Thorne
Trivia

Oh, and I've read 120 books.

Not bad for a summer of lazy, right?

Notable Quotes

"Does it?" Vikram stretched his toes, revealing a row of claws as black as obsidian. "Once a story leaves the hands of its author, it belongs to the reader.  And the reader may see any number of things, conflicting things, contradictory things.  The author goes silent.  If what he intended mattered so very much, there would be no need for inquisitions and schisms and wars.  But the author of the world is silent.  We are left with no intentions by our own.

The Bird King by G. Willow Wilson 

Sorry, I missed it

One of the problems of being close to Thing One and Thing Four is the age difference.  Thing Four saw The Beatles before they were "The Beatles" (several times, in fact).  And Thing One?  Well...

Several years ago we were at dinner with a few of Thing One's friends.  He'd met one in 6th grade detention (who knew they had such things!) and the other two shortly after.  So basically, they've known each other most of my life.  At one point we got to the "do you remember..." part of the evening and student protests came up.  I was asked whether I'd participated in the Moratorium.  Now, I actually remember that day: it was the day I stopped attending first grade and started attending second (no, I'm not that smart - blame a change in school systems).  So no, I didn't participate.  I had other things on my mind.

And then there's Woodstock.  Thing One and his friends missed because they were hung over and didn't get a ride up early, and then decided it was too late to get anywhere near.  Me?  We were moving from outside Cleveland OH to SmallTown NY.  Plus, I was about to start first grade.  No way would I have been able to go, even if I'd been aware of it.  Which I wasn't. 

I also missed the 1968 Democratic National Convention in 1968 (thanks to my sister's earache).  I did attend the 1963 March on Washington but... let's just say it isn't in my memory banks. 

I do remember where I was at other critical historical moments.  Like when Nixon resigned.  When John Lennon and Ronald Reagan were shot.  When Challenger exploded.  When we landed on the moon.  When the Berlin Wall fell.  And when the Red Sox Reversed the Curse. 

That should count, right?