$900M of US Treasuries for one Chinese dissident?  Hmm…

While I upload, onto the Internet cloud, photos of the USS Maryland and USS Worcester (CL144), found in my grandfather’s bosun’s locker (last looked at in 1959), I ponder the universe.

Slowly getting back to my happy states of energy.

Watching seedpods ripen on redbud limbs.

Putting aside the “variety is the spice of life” headline reading that has dominated my curiosity lately and back to reading books that captured a moment in time during the life of a writer’s/editor’s career.

To thine own serf be through, and all that.

Speaking of all that, I heard a dictator/executive producer of a movie franchise insisted the cute female star be removed from her role in the latest “as delectable and memorable as cotton candy” summer blockbuster.

Reminds me of the following anecdote from Bennett Cerf:

Arthur Meyer, author of the amusing Hollywood memoir, Merely Colossal, nominated Adolph Zukor, long-time headman at Paramount Pictures, as the politest gent in the world of the cinema.  “I have a telegram to prove it,” continues Mayer.  “It reads, ‘You’re fired. Best regards.'”

[snare drum rim shot please!  or take my wife, for instance]

Did you hear the one about the guy who hiked to Walden’s Pond and realised that he’d feel more transcendental if his family had run a profitable pencil business for a while, too?

Or the feminists who say a guy is a sex addict but a woman is a nymphomaniac and that’s okay by them?

Whatever floats your boat.

Speaking of which, here are the USS Worcester photos (taken in the 1950s, my father believes).

And last but not listing (not too much, anyway) are the USS Maryland photos (taken in the 1930s, my father believes, als0).

In a few days, I go under general anesthesia and will possibly forget who I was, all in the name of medical progress, I’m told.

More on that later.

Time to meditate on sunlight filtering through a deciduous forest.  All ashore who’s goin’ ashore!