No disclaimer living
...written on 09.30.02, @ 3:03 p.m.
Mon September 30, 2002
You all probably thought I had "let go" of my journal writing duties, huh? Well I've been busy training the new guy, Brad. This has kept me busy with revising our employee handbook and making a trainer's book and a trainee's workbook. Zip, zap, ZOOM!
Anyway, a couple of nights ago, my purse and my newish digital camera were stolen . . . TWICE! Yep, recovered once, and I had even identified the woman and durned if she didn't slip away with them both again! Funny thing is I can't remember if that was before or after I was sitting on a toilet in the middle of a bank lobby right before the doors were opened for business. I wasn't too keen on "making a deposit" with so many people watching, so I left, and of course, woke up laughing. Goofy dreams.
Fall is HERE! The oppressive summer heat is gone, replaced by the oppressive heat of the classrooms. I haven't gone galavanting out in the hills yet, but my Dad is coming for a visit this week, so I might take him out to the mountains for a shrine stroll.
I rented 7 videos on Friday night. For a while there it was my custom to get videos on Friday and then after classes on Saturday, go home, order pizza and chill out watching movies. With Brad's pending arrival and then training, I haven't done that in a while, but last night I finished the last three of them.
I watched Shogun, Duets (Gwyneth Paltrow), Glitter (Mariah Carey), The Fabulous Baker Boys, Breaking Away (bicycle movie w/Dennis Quaid & Daniel Stern), Girlfight, and Rainmaker (Matt Damon). Quite a variety, neh?
A couple of times in one or two of the movies I was reminded of "atmospheres". You know how certain smells can spark a memory? Well, a scene in the Fabulous Baker Boys, when the little girl is climbing out of the guy's window, brought me back to the crisp fall days of my teenage years in Dayton, Ohio.
Anyway I have to take advantage of these memories while I can. It is a big joke at work how I can't remember simple or very recent things and conversations. Just goes to show you that I should write here more so it all suddenly doesn't go POOF!
In fact, I don't like trying to recall things from a few days ago to write them down here. I prefer the memory to be fresh out of the oven and not cold and stale. I have some neat things to recount, but in doing so now, I am afraid I couldn't or wouldn't do them justice. But to avoid losing them forever, I will relate them somehow . . . someday.
John and I were on the train to Gifu for a workshop on doing songs for kids & adults to help them remember English vocabulary. The train stopped at a station between here and there and someone plopped down in the seat next to John, facing me. It was a friend of mine. It was so very nice to see him. I couldn't stop smiling about it, even hours later in the workshop. I like him a lot.