Godspeed, Jimmy Doohan

 

 

My Letter to Mr. Doohan

 

Dear Mr. Doohan,

Thank you. 

I regret that I never had the opportunity to thank you in person (always intended to go to one of those Star Trek conventions but never did make it....YET.)

You made my life better.  Star Trek gave me hope when I lived in a very dark and grim world.  The characters on Star Trek were role models, parental figures who were rational and honorable.

It may seem lame and silly to those who grew up in Beaver Cleaver worlds that a person could feel this strongly about a TV show.  However, I know what influenced me, and made me a more tolerant, inclusive, and optimistic person.

It also made me a strong proponent of the space program.  Between the duo influences of Star Trek and Robert Heinlein's books, I firmly believed that I would be living on the moon at some point in my life.  Sadly, it looks like that isn't going to happen.  I hope it will happen in the lifetime of my neices and nephews and students.

Godspeed, my friend.  May you find peace and joy in the Ultimate Final Frontier.

Give DeForest Kelley a hug for me when you see him.

Yours truly,

"Cho"

I am HOME....

Home again, Home again, splikkity lick!

I've been home long enough to feed the cat, haul my suitcase back upstairs, fill the cat's water bowl, strip off my clothing (I was hot), climb onto my bed and lounge here in my minimal nightwear, letting the air conditioning and the ceiling fan blow on me.

AHHHHH

BETTER.

I went through the Subway drive thru for a tuna sub.  I got a 12" so I could have supper tonight and lunch tomorrow...then I went through the Starbucks drive though and got one of those strawberry and creme things....only I got it without the whipped cream.  It was delightful.  My whole face was numb with cold by the time I got home.

BRR

On the way home, I saw three interesting sights.  I saw a great blue heron on the edge of the absolutely still swamp.  The blue sky with its puffy white clouds was mirrored in the swamp. With the sun hitting on the high grass behind him, he stood out like a giant cutout on a marquee.  He was beautiful and dark and mysterious looking.

On the other side of Owatonna, I saw a SNOW WHITE cat sitting on a field drive with the high corn rising up behind her.  It was the most incredible shade of emerald green with the sun shining on it--and she was absolutely WHITE WHITE. 

Then, just a little further down the road, an enormous coyote burst out of the cornfield and tore across the road full bore.  It was as big as a german shepherd!  The sun hit his side and turned him golden brown.  He pelted into the ditch and disappeared into the shadows of a little wooded area.

I felt like I'd seen three major arcana cards played from the Tarot deck of mother nature!

All three of the images were striking--each made me feel almost spiritually touched.  They were so sharp and intense.

I told James (Hierarchy) about this, and teased him that I felt like I'd tumbled into a Bob Dylan song and that perhaps I was THE CHOSEN ONE.  Heheheeheheh

I saw James's new flash movie.  Hysterically funny.  Sick, twisted, crude, and Avalest as Usual, but hilarious.

Not much else is new.

Played with Cora a little today.

She'd creep up and grab the toe of my tennis shoe, and I'd howl, "OOWWWW!!!"

She'd giggle and back away.  Then she'd creep back up and do it again.

Eventually, she'd stand right next to my foot, reach out to it without actually touching it, and wail, "OoooooOOoo"

It was so damn cute!

I love babies.

 

 

 

What book are you??

http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm

 

 

You're Watership Down!
by Richard Adams
Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people ofall time. You'd be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.