Monday ‘Pulverised’

October 20, 2014

Picasso_bird_goat_dancingRaining and a bit windy this early Monday here on California’s north coast — good spitter-spatter last night and through this morning, totals could be half-an-inch, maybe. We’re forecast a wet stretch for at least a week.

Seems the rainy season has gotten off to a slower start that last year — according to the NWS’ preliminary rainfall totals for our area last month, we slid more than an inch from September 2013.
We still had more moisture than a shitload of others across the state.

Rainy days, and Mondays, don’t seem to carry the same feel since my retirement nearly two months ago — a lot of shit nowadays don’t have the same feel.
Enjoying the sensation so far, though, and since I’ve never, ever been a big fan in wonderment of the weekend, a Monday now is a welcome.

Perspective the key to sensibility.

(Illustration: Pablo Picasso’s ‘Musician, Dancer, Goat & Bird‘ found here).

Vast majority of my entire employment life spanning nearly 50 years was occupied via what’s called, shift work — a 24/7/and-maybe-365 kind of job. The first, as a teen-age air traffic controller in the Air Force, onto newspaper newsrooms, to many years in the food service industry (restaurant owner/cook/dishwasher, etc.) and other assorted venues — my last job that ended last summer as manager of a liquor store was not only the longest single-place work spot, but the first-pure Monday-through-Friday-weekends-off gig ever.
In temperament, didn’t really care for it, as maybe I’m too much of anti-social, anti-weekender kind of guy.

Saturday/Sunday always seemed to be overly-jammed with worker-week day-weenies no matter where you go, and regular-life appears to shutdown. Some shops are closed, all government offices, banks and regulated shit.
And apparently news people think news takes a vacation, too.

However, in the interim of stories over the weekend from Ebola in Texas, to Ebola in Turkey and then Ebola in New Jersey, onto to ISIS, a nonsensical pumpkin riot in New Hampshire, and a serial killer in Indiana, a lot of horrible shit continues and continues — though, the best story for an old guy like me came yesterday in the UK’s Independent, a review of Sophia Loren’s new autobiography, Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow, and this passage about Marlon Brando being an asshole:

She also relays the occasion she was forced to rebuke Marlon Brando for being too amorous.
The pair met while filming 1967 film A Countess from Hong Kong.
“All of a sudden he put his hands on me,” she recalled.
“I turned in all tranquillity and blew his face, like a cat stroked the wrong way and said, ‘Don’t you ever dare to do that again. Never again!’”
“As I pulverised him with my eyes he seemed small, defenceless, almost a victim of his own notoriety.
He never did it again, but it was very difficult working with him after that.”

Never really cared for Brando — never could understand why he was so glorified — and Loren, I’ve been way-in-love since the eighth grade. She just turn 80!

And this, too, gets the happy nod from down in Fresno (via USAToday): Video of a man carrying an elderly man out of a house engulfed in flames in Fresno, Calif., has gone viral. The hero has not been officially identified.

And, too, it’s Monday!

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