My thoughts and prayers go out to Jude and her family.
“Finished, it's finished, nearly finished, it must be nearly finished.”
So, some recent blog posts have gotten me thinking about Samuel Beckett. The line above is the opening line of Endgame. It came to me as I read the last unread message in my inbox, a feat I haven’t managed to do in nearly a month. Yet, is a sisyphusian task. For as I sleep, another bolder of emails will roll down the virtual highway. Even as I write this post, new emails arrive.
The furnace is still broken. A new part has been ordered and perhaps there will be heat again on Wednesday. It’s okay. It isn’t that cold out right now. We work situation remains ambiguous. I expect a resolution on Wednesday, at least a resolution until the next bolder arrives.
“Grain upon grain, one by one, and one day, suddenly, there's a heap, a little heap, the impossible heap.”
(One of Pozzo’s lines in Waiting for Godot.)
The other day, I quoted another line of Pozzo’s in Waiting for Godot. It was about meeting new people along our way, and I talked about it terms of blogging. Colin, one of those people I’ve recently met along the way, pointed to it today, and it caused me to return to waiting to Godot.
Pozzo’s departing line is, “They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.” I am struggling with a difficult work issue right now. This afternoon, Kim came upstairs saying that the water heater was leaking. Actually, it was the pipe leading from the radiators to the furnace, so we are without heat right now.
My sleep has been erratic, so these bleak thoughts resonate.
(To sleep, perchance to dream.)
So, "What do we do now, ... while waiting"? We could blog. "It'll pass the time."
Hi. Michele sent me. I'm glad she did. Great writing.
Your comment, "Are you there God? It's me Megan", together with references to doggie cancer made me put together a couple different thoughts.
Recently, a good friend discovered she has breast cancer. Stop by and read her blog at My trip with breast cancer.
I cannot help but wonder how many women like Kimberly read Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret years ago as they struggled with their adolescent bodies and their relationship with God, and are now facing new struggles with their bodies and their relationship with God.
Today, Kim observed that I'm pretty hot for a 65 year old. What did she mean? Well, it turns out that the Danbury News-Times has an article about political bloggers thriving in Connecticut.
It is a pretty good article for a newspaper article. However, it does have one important factual error. I'm actually only 46.
It also refers to Greater Democracy as a liberal blog. While many of the bloggers that contribute to Greater Democracy are liberal, the goal of the blog is to 'consider how new communications technologies support democracy, and how we can ensure that the effectiveness of those technologies is not constrained by ill-considered policy or development'. This is a goal that many people both liberal and conservative should be supporting.
If you have stopped by today as a result of the article, please take a moment to say hi in a comment below.