Watching Lost

I’ve been watching Lost for the past couple of weeks (from the first episode) since I have never watched an episode live on TV.  I find it half engaging and half tedious.  But  it is interesting enough that I think I’ll watch the whole thing.  It doesn’t raise as many philosophical questions as did Battlestar Galactica, so that is a strike against it.

And that’s my TV experience and nothing but my TV experience right now.  After all, there is still so much to read.

Published in: on April 17, 2010 at 2:53 pm  Leave a Comment  

The 39 Steps

Masterpiece Theater does it again.  Their The 39 Steps kicks ass.  It starts out fast and just keeps going.  And there is romance too.  And who doesn’t like romance?

Published in: on March 2, 2010 at 1:24 am  Leave a Comment  


The weather has taken a turn toward the spectacular in Chicago. Sunny and warm. That is the way western Europe was when I was traveling there. I did not take a jacket with me on the trip. The first day I spilled coffee on the only sweater I brought. So, I had to buy a jacket in Amsterdam. It was not easy finding a jacket that fit my stunning geezer figure, but I eventually did. It served me well and still does this fall in Chicago.

I did my usual over packing for the trip. I should have taken a better look at the Amsterdam, Bruges, and Brussels guidebook I took on the trip. It had a complete checklist of what to pack for the trip. I could have dispensed with more than half the clothes I took and done laundry along the way, which I did one night in Brussels anyway.

I lost some weight on the trip. Hiking about from early morning until late at night helped, for I certainly was not watching my diet.

One night in Brussels, I was tempted to go to a chess club I found via the Internet. I was tired though, and I felt my game would not be up to par against opponents who would obviously be much better than me. Next time though…

The European TV news during the trip was almost exclusively about the housing and financial panic. Right after I returned home, the markets took their worst tumble. I moved my major retirement savings from stocks to money market funds just before it happened. I am a lucky SOB.

I read Proust on the trip during the early hours of morning and late at night. I read almost the whole of The Captive, the part where the narrator holds Albertine captive in his apartment by his pathological jealousy over and suspicions of her lesbianism. Jealousy was much on mind for other reasons during the trip, so his observations about love and jealousy moved me emotionally more than it might have at other times. Then there are those long elegant Proustian sentences, sentences crammed with so many ideas one gets lost in them until one finds the proper gate to keep pace. It took me a long time to acquire a taste for Proust, but now that I have, I consider him one of my favorite writers, or even philosophers if I might be allowed to place him in that category.

I started writing this morning just before sunrise. The writing felt good as Hemingway might say. As the sky brightened, I thought about how it is better to have loved and lost then not to have loved at all. I sincerely believe it true. Love is often portrayed as a journey. The metaphor is apt in many ways. We never really know where love ends or if it ever ends. Even after we are dead, a loved one may encounter an event that triggers a memory of a good time they had with us. Naturally, as the generations pass on, memories of us pass on with them. However, I take spiritual comfort from knowing that the flames of our candles linger a bit longer beyond the grave. Eternity does not interest me much. It is enough to have been loved along the way.

Published in: on October 31, 2008 at 10:36 am  Leave a Comment  

Just another night

Dear Diary,

My first night without V in four nights. She must be enjoying her time without me. I am such a drag. But we will talk about that later.

I caught a damned cold over the weekend. I do this every year. I forget to wear a sweater or jacket for several of those spring days when it is not all that warm. Bingo, I have a cold.

So, I went to Pippin’s tonight to have some Maker’s shots, hang with my friends, and watch some baseball on TV. That worked out spectacularly well. All my favorite guys were there except one. I drank hard, yet managed to leaver early, get to the store for some food and medicine, then get home in one piece.

I’m watching the Cubs lose to the Astros because of a Hunter Pence grand slam homerun earlier in the game. Damn. But enough of that, except to say the Cubs just lost.

I need to start a project called the Lynn Project. The project’s goal would be to make myself into someone who was worthy of V’s and my friend’s kindness and generosity towards me.

I can’t say anything right tonight. I miss V. The emotion crowds all other thoughts out.



Published in: on May 20, 2008 at 9:52 pm  Leave a Comment  


V had never seen any Battlestar Galactica episodes. So we watched the first couple of episodes while lying bed last night. She rested her head on my shoulder. We’ve watched videos that way before. It is the best way to watch them.

Published in: on May 12, 2008 at 3:48 pm  Leave a Comment  

Final season

The new and final season of Battlestar Galactica premiers this evening. Sigh, the final season.

Published in: on April 4, 2008 at 10:17 am  Leave a Comment  

Aliens invade The History Channel

You would expect to see documentary shows about alien space invaders and their various doings on earth throughout history or documentary shows on the occult running on the Sci-Fi Channel, but as far as I can tell there are far more on The History Channel.

“I want to believe.” Thus it is so.


Published in: on November 13, 2007 at 7:24 pm  Leave a Comment  

The War by Ken Burns

Watched the third installment of The War, WWII, put together by Ken Burns. Mr. Burns is the epic historian of our time. I should argue more to back up that claim. Watch his stuff beginning with his splendid Civil War series; you decide.

Published in: on September 26, 2007 at 12:25 am  Leave a Comment