Most of one’s life is an entr’acte,’ said Gumbril. – Aldous Huxley
October 20, 2022 – April 14, 2024. 542 Earth days or 1.48 years. 0.79 years on Mars. 0.12 years on Jupiter, and 0.02 years on, you guessed it, URANUS. (I’m 12).
That’s how long it’s been since I last wrote a blog post. There’ve been fits and starts along the way, but somehow I never returned to the fun of regular blogging. It’s a lovely outlet for the thoughts that I have been thinking. And I’ve missed it.
So, with more time on my hands, going to give it a go again. It’s possible some of you will be interested in what I write, most will ignore it. So it goes.
In my younger days, long movies would have an intermission. And stretch your legs, and more importantly empty your bladder. It’s something that today’s lengthy movies would be smart to bring back. If you can’t make it through a modern movie without being given a potty break, you are likely to wait to watch it streaming so you can have pause. But after that intermission, the music would swell and the screen might fill with an image such as the one from Ben Hur below.
Welcome back to the movie.