Hindsight, Chagrined, Vietnam, and Blank

This month at the church’s writing group picked three possible subjects out of basket. They were, hindsight, chagrined, and Vietnam. The first slip pulled out was blank and they group wanted to reject it but I countered, that I was capable of writing at length about nothing so they kept that as a possible fourth subject. So here is my reading for the group:

So I reread our leader’s email about what the subject for this month is and found that my recollection of what was said last time wasn’t complete.  I recall hearing that one slip of paper had nothing on it, while the leader’s email clearly states that one slip was blank.  She’s quite correct and I’ve spent a whole month thinking of nothing rather than blank.

I want to be clear here, blank and nothing are not the same thing.  Okay, maybe it’s only important on my planet, but here in my mind, the difference is staggering.  I really wanted to write about nothing, but blank is also an interesting subject.

Now I don’t want to discount the other topics.  The word hindsight does open some interesting avenues of discussion.  The one problem I have with the word is that I can’t get my brain past a favorite joke when I think about hindsight.  The joke goes, “Someday we’ll all look back on this and plow into a parked car.”

Perhaps I should be a bit chagrined about that joke.  I’m not, but I should be.  Chagrined isn’t a word that’s not part of my day to day vocabulary.  I mean, I do get chagrined from time to time, but thanks to my powers of denial, I rarely have cause to use the word so anything I do write about the subject should likely be discussed with a therapist rather than a writing group.

Vietnam is a big topic.  While I was only a child while the war was happening, I do recall it and it’s affects on friends and family.  Later in life I did meet a few people who were there and I’ve read a lot of the history.  One of my favorite stories is about my older brother who became eligible for the draft in 1970 and went to college to avoid it.  Then he got a high number in the draft lottery and managed to avoid being drafted all together.  This is the same brother who in 1976 joined the California National Guard and served 25 years as a mortar man.

There’s a lot of things about Vietnam I don’t understand so I thought I’d write about what I truly know, and that is nothing.  Then when I sit down to write I find I was wrong about the subject and by eliminating the first three words on the list I now have to write about blank.

As in my mind’s a blank.  Luckily for you, I have a degree in literary criticism and I’ve studied Derrida and deconstructionism which gives me great skill in writing at length about anything to prove that it means nothing.

Now, I’m not trying to discuss nihilism and the belief that life is meaningless.  Life has a meaning and the meaning of life is blank.  As in fill in the blank.  You get to choose.  Personally I’d avoid anyone who regularly reads Derrida or deconstructionism as they will prove to you that anything you come up with is meaningless.

Sorry, I didn’t come here to discuss the meaning of life, I sat down to write about blank.  Let’s start with a dictionary definition.  It means things like: an empty space (like on paper), a material prepared to be made into something – a blank key, or a cartridge loaded with propellant but not a projectile.

Actually blank in the firearms context is a perfect example of the difference between blank and nothing.  A blank bullet is something not nothing.  One of my favorite definitions is, “an empty or featureless place or space.” The example phrase given is, “my mind was blank.”  That perfectly describes the normal state of my mind, blank.  Not nothing, just blank as in waiting for someone to fill in the answer or the amount if you’re willing to write on a blank check.

A related concept is the computer world where we differentiate between zero and null.  In computer code null is nothing while zero is a number.  The way computers work is that you can have zero of something, or you can have nothing.  For example you can have zero cookies or nothing.  I know it’s hard to wrap you mind around but think of it this way, cookies is something, a concept, an object, something you can hold … you can have as many cookies you want (well, at least until your mom finds your hand in the cookie jar).  In mathematics and computer science this relates to a set of something or a category of something in which you can put a number of things.  One of the numbers you can put in is zero.  If you have nothing, you don’t have a set, a concept or a hope of a pleasant sugar high from even one cookie.

Similarly, blank is that empty set that you can put things into.  A blank mind can be filled, a blank wall can receive a picture, and a writer can fill a blank page with great imaginings — all sorts of wonderful stories and great thoughts become possible.

So if you really think about it, the blank piece of paper in the idea basket is just really an invitation to free your imagination and write about anything that comes to mind.

I just wish I’d had that thought before I sat down to write about nothing. I just might have written something.

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Friday Wisdom – Dogs

Last week I told you all about cats. This week it’s all about dogs. I’ve never owned a dog, but lots of my extended family has dogs so naturally I’m an expert. Here’s what I’ve learned:

Be careful when it’s raining cats and dogs. You don’t want to step in a poodle.

Did you know that the snowman named his dog Frost? Yup, that’s because Frost bites.

What kind of dogs are never late? Watch dogs, they always know what time it is.

Dalmations are terrible at playing hide and seek. They’re always spotted.

My son-in-law says his dog brings him the newspaper everyday. Which is amazing since they don’t subscribe to the paper.

What kind of dog can jump higher than a house? All dogs, houses can’t jump.

A dog goes into a bar and orders a gin and tonic. The bartender says, “We don’t get many dogs in here ordering gin and tonics.” The dog replied, “At these prices, I’m not surprised.”

Did you hear about the dog who went to the flea circus? He stole the show.

A man came home and said to his dog, “The neighbours are complaining that you’re chasing people on a bicycle.” The dog replies, “They’re lying, I don’t even own a bicycle.”

How do you get a dog to stop digging in your garden? Just take away his shovel.

My grandson named his two dogs Rolex and Timex. They’re watch dogs.

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Wednesday Cats

I’ve been working in my shop on the nativity set and on quilting my Bento Box quilt. While the projects are moving along, there’s nothing really worth taking a picture of. So by popular demand (okay, one person asked) here are pictures of my three cats, Boots, Socks and Spot.

All three wait for kitty treats. Spot is on the left, Boots upper right and Socks has his back to the camera.
Boots kitty wondering why I’m pointing my phone at her.
This is the smallest cat, Spot. She’s the fiesty one.
This is Socks soaking up some sun. He thinks he’s in charge of everything.

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Naples to Venice 

This will be the last installment of our Mediterranean cruise.  When I got back from Rome, I was exhausted and Heather wasn’t feeling much better.  We went to the onboard medical center and got some medication for Heather and instructions to isolate for a day.

Which was fine by me.  It also meant that when we pulled into Naples, we stayed onboard and ordered from room service.  The rest was welcomed.  Likely we missed something interesting in Naples, but one thing we did learn on this cruise is that you can’t do everything and likely we should have scheduled fewer tours.  There’s plenty to do on the ship and in most ports you can get a shuttle from the ship into the local city for a short walk around town.

The ship’s doctor called us in the afternoon and since we were doing better said it was fine to leave our cabin.  We went up for afternoon tea in the ship’s “Winter Garden,” for their version of English tea – a pot of tea, little sandwiches, biscuits, chocolates and a scone.  The only disappoint was the scone.  I make better scones than they served, but everything else more than made up for that.

They had a guitar player doing the entertainment for us.  That was okay, but she wasn’t the best.  Still it was nice to have some live entertainment.

Actually, most of the entertainment onboard was good, some excellent.  One of our favorite places to hang out on the ship was the atrium.  There were comfy chairs, places to read, a jigsaw puzzle for guests to work on and an area for board games.  In the afternoons and evenings they had a piano player who did mostly classical music — she was just wonderful to listen to.  They also had what the called, “The Classical Duo,” a piano player and a violinist.  They were just outstanding and we would often check the schedule to see when they were playing.

The ship had one theater with a number of entertainers and from time to time they’d bring on an act from one of the ports.  In Barcelona they brought on a Rumba band with dancers which was a fun energetic show.  They did a country music night, and for matinees they’d do solo shows with one of the singers from the onboard entertainers.  We went to a couple of these.  One was very good and the other a nice afternoon music show.

There was also a pool, a bar and grill near the pool, the forward facing “Explorer’s Lounge” that seem to have hyperactive air-conditioning that we froze in for five minutes before leaving.  There was an area they called the living room where you could get a fancy coffee made.  Our only disappointment with this area is that we didn’t discover it until the last day on the ship.

sigh …

By cruise ship standards ours was a small ship, but still for people who’d never been on an ocean cruise before it seemed large and lots to do.

After leaving Naples, the ship sailed through the strait of Messina.  I’d been looking forward to this.  I’ve studied a lot about WWII and the Italian campaign so it was nice to see something in real life that I’d read about.  After passing Messina, we passed the toe of Italy and spent the day sailing the Ionian Sea arriving in Corfu the next morning.

Corfu is a Greek island on the northwestern frontier of Greece.  There we took a tour of a local monastery and had sometime in the town of Corfu where we had lunch and did a little shopping.  Heather was interested in seeing Corfu as she watched the PBS Masterpiece Theater show, The Durrells in Corfu, and wanted to see where it had been filmed.  We found out that only a few parts of the show were filmed where we were with most of the production being on the coast further north from the town.

After Corfu it was on to Croatia and the ports of Dubrovnik and Split.  Both stops looked the same and a lot like California.  We learned from our tour guides that they have relatives in California and apparently California is a common place Croatians emigrate to.  The areas we visited were also the filming locations for “Game of Thrones,” and most tour stops including a guide saying something like, “This is were they filmed …” and some reference to the show.  I’ve never see Game of Thrones so that was mostly lost on me.  I didn’t buy any of the teeshirts.

Our last stop was Venice. Well, sort of.  Actually the ship docked at the port city of Chioggia.  Cruise ships aren’t allowed to sail into the Lagoon of Venice and have to dock near the entrance to the lagoon.  To get into Venice you have to transfer to a smaller boat and take an hour and a half boat ride into the city proper.

The tour we signed up for was a short walking tour of the city followed by a large block of free time before we had to get our boat back to the ship.  Our guide walked us from the landing dock through some back streets until we got to Saint Mark’s Square.  When we arrived at the Square we found that some military ceremony was just ending and the crowds were very large.

We then did what most travel writers say you should do in Venice, and just wandered and got lost.  We just walked around, went into shops and finally found a place for coffee.  We took pictures and just were there.  I wish we had done this at other ports of call.  Then it was back to the dock to get our boat and the 1.5 hour ride back to the ship.

The next morning we left the ship and were taken to the airport where we got a flight to London where we caught a train to visit Heather’s family for a few days before returning home to Reno.  I always enjoy my trips to England and visits to Heather’s hometown, but this time we didn’t have much time to do anything other than just visit family and enjoy a walk on the Malvern Hills.

Our last day of travel was a 24 hour travel marathon that left us just plain exhausted.  It took us a few days to get over jet lag and regain our strength.

We haven’t decided on our next adventure, but we’re thinking of something closer to home next time.  There’s the cruise to Alaska, one to Mexico, or maybe exploring the east coast around Boston.  Not sure what we’ll plan, but it will be something.

For now though, winter is settling in here in the high desert and if it starts snowing, just getting to the grocery store could turn into an adventure.

Here’s a few pictures from our trip: 

On Corfu looking out to sea
Gate into the old town of Dubrovnik
Tour out of Dubrovnik to a local botanical garden
Picture from our stateroom looking at the boat that would take us to Venice
Saint Mark’s Square
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