I seem to recall, many many moons ago when I got my first computer, someone explained to me that computers are binary– that they convert everything to ones and zeroes and then do the arithmetic really fast. It is a fleeting memory and was honestly of rather little help to me in trying to decipher just one of the items on my friend Holly’s scavenger hunt list.
I’ve long known that I am very much an odd duck. I am probably the only person you know who does not own a cell phone (and doesn’t Want to; though I am hoping to buy an Android tablet this month). And not having a phone, I’m also one of the only people I know who doesn’t regularly take pictures. (The fact that I’m really not good at it seems to matter rather more to me than it does to most folks who lack skills photographic.) While I suppose I could spend a bit of this post fussing at Holly for her very un-writerly emphasis on pictures, I decided instead to try to address every item on her list over the course of three blog posts, this being the last of those three.
I keep odd hours, and my personal “first thing in the morning” is liable to be at most any hour on the clock. I truly love being retired. I go to bed when I feel tired. I wake up when I wake up. And in between I pretty much only do what I feel like doing, when I feel like doing it. But even if I got up at a regular time each morning, I don’t think I would be willing to share with you a picture of what I look like at that hour. Holly on the other hand, is I believe a morning person. I picture Holly first thing in the morning like Lily Tomlin in the movie 9 to 5: in the sequence where they fantasize about killing the boss and Tomlin’s character sees it as a very Disney like affair, in a colorful costume surrounded by legions of animated animals. My favorite song is Billy Joel’s Say Goodbye To Hollywood. The lyric “you say a word out of line, and find that the friends you had are gone forever” is very, very true in my experience.
So happy birthday, Holly. While I did not exactly follow any of the
instructions err rules, I believe over these three blog posts I have addressed every item on your list. And finally, I am at heart a New Orleans boy, even though I haven’t lived in that city for many years now. And even the poorest New Orleanians know that the cake for any birthday is a half lemon, half chocolate doberge cake. Now that Beaulah Ledner has passed away, most folks in New Orleans buy their birthday doberge from Gambino’s Bakery, which bought out Mrs. Ledner’s recipe and continues to make and sell these wonderful cakes. If you can’t get to New Orleans for your birthday, click on the picture to order one from the Ambrosia Bakery.