Here we are again — Friday!
High overcast this morning on California’s north coast and in getting ready for the weekend the weather for me doesn’t really play a part. The weekend is for catching up on sleep.

The news cycle remains the same — shit here, shit there. And I can’t wrap anything of value around my brain to create some kind of post for now. Despite surfing all the news sites I could muster together, the news is kind of ‘blah,’ without a distinct hum of originality or worthiness.
Or ‘truthiness.’

And my laptop is giving me fits again — technology can be more than a little vexing to the mind and matter. Even Word Press, the platform of my blog, is acting the asshole, which is way-rare. Usually all goes well backstage, but this morning some kind of problem/problems that’s beyond my scope of understanding.

(Illustration found here).

One story did pop me in the eye — a new documentary premiered at the fabled SXSW festival in Austin, Tx., about the “the most coveted secretarial job in the world,” which belonged to Freda Kelly, who handled the Beatles during their glory years.
The film is based on a Beatles tune dedicated/devoted to their beloved secretary.
Via The Daily Beast:

Good Ol’ Freda is the title of Ryan White’s documentary about the group’s fiercely devoted secretary, who hadn’t broken her silence until now out of loyalty to her favorite band.
She was just 17 when she was hired and held the job until 1971, a short while after they split.
The movie takes you on a journey into the heart of Beatlemania through Freda’s starry eyes.
“It’s a story of a teenage girl being thrown into a whirlwind,” said White.
“It’s such a great Cinderella story.”

In an interview with The Beast, Kelly remarked, first on Beatlemania, and then the break-up:

Hair, shirts … nail clippings was where I drew the line.
But I didn’t mind giving bits of what they wore.
One girl handed in sticks of gum, and I had [The Beatles] chew them and send it back, but then I thought, I’m not doing that again!
…
I couldn’t put my finger on it, because I wasn’t with them a lot by then.
I was up in Liverpool.
In the beginning, when I was single, I was up in London every weekend and would stay at [Ringo’s] because he had a house up in London.
I’d either stay with him or an ex-girlfriend of Ringo’s.
So there were plenty of places I could doss when I was young, free, and single.
But then when I got married, I would try and do it in a day and then get back on the train from London.
But you just got the atmosphere from the press office.
You’d pick up on vibes.
It wasn’t just one thing….

And, boy, it’s a long and winding road, for sure — weekend or not.