May 23rd, 2002

caillebotte_man at his window

Oh, the time flies.

Heh. Time flies. (Like the plural of "fly," get it? Crap, I just punned myself!) Well, I was checking old links in my favorites list, to see which were dead, and to find a few to post about. I want to post about a few sites that have decent collections of pictures from old movies, but I ended up spending so much time browsing around them, that I have no time left to write the post.

Okay, I'll put one. I may have posted something about this one several months ago, when it looked as though it was going to shut down. I'm happy it survives. And, there are a lot of new people reading my journal who might not have seen any earlier posts about it. This is The Index of Hollywood, which has a large collection of publicity photographs and movie stills, many dating back to the silent era. The index is on one long page, alphabetized mostly by first name, with the color pictures in a list embeded in the larger list under the letter "c." Odd, yes, but it works. If all you want to see is black and white, just skip the links that start with "c-".

Most of the pictures are small, but among them are some classic shots of the stars of the classic era of Hollywood movies. (I recommend the picture of Hedy Lamar nude, (under "h," of course,) but there is much more.) Anyone who likes the old movies will enjoy this site. And, for the kids, yes, they do have a couple of pictures of Brad Pitt. :-P
caillebotte_man at his window

Nasty cramp in my leg woke me up today.

Went shopping in a pickup truck. Plastic grocery bags. No room for them in the cab, so they had to be tied shut and put in the truck bed. When I got them home, they couldn't be untied, so I had to cut them open with scissors and, while doing so, I sliced open the knuckle of my left index finger. Ouch. Lots of blood. I suppose I'll die of tetanus now. Reason 1,793 to hate pickup trucks.

Anyway. I grabbed navel oranges instead of valencias at the store. Stupid. It is too late in the season for navels, (they will be pulpy and partly desiccated,) and they are almost twice as expensive as valencias, as well. I was going to make tea after dinner and then, without thinking, made coffee instead. I have come to the realization that my own brain is out to get me!

Other than all that, it was a nice afternoon. They have been nice afternoons for several days now, with either rain or bright sun and puffy white clouds, or, today, clear blue sky and fresh cool air. The nights are pleasant, too. Right now, the guy up the street is having an impromptu party in his garage, with the door open. I can hear the faint thumping of bass. Perhaps later, I will hear the faint crash of breaking beer bottles. The guy up the street sometimes gets a bit rowdy.

The cherries are quickly ripening. The crop will not be very large this year, but, if the weather co-operates, they might be pretty good. Cherries are always best fresh from the tree. It will be quite some time before I will be able to see what sort of crop the walnut tree will produce this fall. Last year, there were only a handful of nuts, because the tree had been cut back the year before. I just left them all for the squirrels. But the tree is growing out nicely, and we might have a decent crop this time.

Let's see... there were things I've been intending to post about but keep forgetting. Oh, right! One of them is the cat. After a couple of days of almost constant sleep in her cubbyhole, she ventured out and began eating again. She went out briefly a couple of times over the next few days, and now seems fairly well recovered. A most durable little beast, especially for her age. I think that the other cat is disappointed at her rival's recovery, though. She is anxious to become the only cat.

I'm sure there was something else, but it seems to be lost in the clutter that is my brain. Ah, well, it probably isn't important, unless it is; in which case it still probably doesn't matter, seeing as how, as I said, I'm probably going to die from the tetanus anyway. I think I'll go out and listen to the crickets for a while, and wait for a fight to break out at that party.