posted 2007/09/02 at 21:35
Once I get done typing this entry, I'm actually going to switch over to the Jerry Lewis telethon on my television. (I've got one of the digital radio stations playing right now to help me focus on writing here.) I wish I could explain why I find the telethon so mesmerizing; I've never sat through any of Jerry Lewis' movies all the way through (and never particularly cared to), and my appreciation of classic comedy never extended to Martin and Lewis. I'm not even sure I care for him that much as a celebrity, given some of the comments he's made in the press over recent years. It's hardly like the acts on the telethon are the kind of thing I'm into, either. I've never even donated to MDA, for that matter. I guess maybe back when I didn't have cable, the telethon was kind of an "event" for me (this was back when most local television stations never stayed on the air for 24 hours ... a time before infomercials, if you can believe it), and now I keep watching it for no reason I can fathom, except perhaps a strange bit of sentimentality.
It didn't even hit me until today that Labour Day is tomorrow. I don't teach on Mondays, so I guess I didn't really have a reason to keep track of it. In just a couple of weeks it will be autumn, and looking back on this past summer, I don't really know if anything all that notable happened to me. Given the crap that happened last summer perhaps I should be counting my blessings, though. I got too tied up in other projects to do as much writing as I would have liked this past summer, but I'm not going to wait until next summer to rectify that. I'm even thinking about trying to do NaNoWriMo this autumn, something I never could have possibly done when I was still in school. All things being equal, though, I'd rather wait until later to make a decision on NaNoWriMo, given that I have no earthly idea how my work schedule will be.
Speaking of autumn, I'm kind of reminded right now of an exchange I had in grade school, back when I was still in public school. It wasn't too long after the start of the school year, and the teacher asked the students what season it was. The class was divided between whether it was summer or autumn, but I, even back then, gave the teacher an answer along the lines of, "Well, it's not summer anymore, but it's not quite autumn yet." Even back then I was parsing things to the nth degree. It was technically still summer, but I'd like to think my answer was the best answer out of the whole class. I don't know why that particular episode has stuck in my head all this time, but I remember the oddest things, I swear. (Fun fact: The only time I ever fell asleep in class was back in first grade.)
Hmm...my comment doesn't show up when I open the comments page, but does show up when I try to enter another comment. Is there some kind of automated censorship going on preventing the masses from viewing the evil F-word I quoted from Mr. Lewis?
I think it was just an error on Blogger's part when I first approved the comment. It's looking fine to me now.
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