Spent too much time finishing up work on the last "Volume" of this blog. Also, I got it in my head to find Yiddish (Jewish) music that I thought my mom might respond to.
Many of you know how time gets eaten when you start any internet music search. Countless diversions.
The song I want is is Ich hob dich tsu fil lieb. It's #4 on the B side of Album. Not an exciting link. SaveThe Music collects Hebrew, Yiddish Jewish songs.
Click the > Play icon to hear it. Clicking the title takes you to other versions.
I have no illusion that more than 2 readers will listen to it. It's a childhood thing for me. (Explained lower)
The song was covered in English by Dean Martin, Connie Francis (who also sang in Yiddish), and others.
On YouTube it seems especially popular with Russians.
The version I know is from an old record my father had of the singer Jan Bart.
Jan was an old Borsht belt singer, who went to school with my father, and who sometimes paid my father to accompany him on gigs in the late 30's - $15 for playing piano at a performance during the depression!
My father admired the album cover which - portraying fiddle, bass, and clarinet - with a piano, matched the sparse but effective accompaniment of the recordings. Jan gave a signed copy to my father when we visited him staying in Miami Beach.
My father admired the album cover which - portraying fiddle, bass, and clarinet - with a piano, matched the sparse but effective accompaniment of the recordings. Jan gave a signed copy to my father when we visited him staying in Miami Beach.
Jan died at age 51 in 1971.
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Random Internet Photo #4
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Day 51 Sunday 10/6
Because of buses stopping around 4 pm, I would not do nursing home today.
Chris,Paige, and I shopped Publix. I brought lots of groceries to my house, planning to soon move back. And I got a $50 gas card for $40! Life is good.
Wish I could drive.
I stayed awhile at my house while C & P went out.
Ariel helped... no.. he did it all... unpacked and set up the new Keurig so it would be ready for Jamie. He was to arrive tomorrow.
Invited Jamie over and the four of us devoured the lasagna and also salad that was sent.
I condescended to a percoset...first in weeks. Before the day ended, I had apple, two prunes, other fruit and lots of greens - and next morning a wonderful BM. Easy to make me happy.
In both movies - by chance - women are the chief protagonists whom we are left (to varying degrees) to simultaneously despise and pity. That's an adult movie.
I was happy to honor Paul's recommendation. He enjoys analyzing movies, concerts, metaphysics. He went to Harvard and Georgetown (Law School), has argued before the Supreme Court, worked on then Senator Joe Biden's staff for about 10 years, and is quite a persuasive guy, as evidenced by the old (high school) photo I have of him persuading a young Brad Hunter on the virtues of ¡Yèyt! (Inside joke. Sorry.)
HEY! Isn't 42 the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy?
People! I'm on to something.
OMG! What's that bright light?
What?
What...
What was I talking about?
At home with my left wrist still hurting... I did another percoset and tried sleeping... but realized I needed to catch an early bus so that i could get NEW eye glasses fixed! A nose piece fell off.
K’vetching [“Complaining”] must be a requirement of old age.
“The soup is cold.”
“My arthritis is killing me.”
“What happened to the air-conditioning?”
“Where’s that nurse? I pushed the buzzer 20 minutes ago.”
One day two of Sam’s fellow “inmates” at Sunny Vale Dignity Residence for Seniors were comparing notes on the misfortunes of aging.
“Oy,” says one. “It’s terrible. Every morning 5 a.m. I wake up, my bladder feels like it’s going to burst. I stand over the toilet and wait and I wait and wait. Nothing! Maybe a trickle. A few drops. Such a horrible feeling.” “That’s nothing,” chimes in the second elderly man. “Every morning 6 a.m. I wake up, my bowels churning. I don’t think I can get to the toilet fast enough. And for what? I sit and I sit and I bend and I push. Nothing happens. No matter what I eat, it’s the same thing. Terrible.”
It's Sam's turn to share miseries: “What do you know from tsuris [“troubles”]?" he challenges. "Every morning, 5 a.m. I take a piss, it’s like a race horse!
At 6 a.m. I have such a bowel movement, you’d think an elephant came to visit!”
The two other men look at each other with a mixture of awe and puzzlement.
“My problem,” continues Sam, “is that I don’t wake up until 8 o’clock.”
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I took a bus to downtown to (1) check on some things at a bank (2) try getting new bus schedules (changed Oct 6) (3) check at Post Office about mailing a letter to a friend in Thailand (4) shop at Publix, esp for bananas for mom.
Home in time for Jamie to drive me to Chick-Fil-A. From there I did the coleslaw and nursing home thing and took a bus home.
I'm occasionally removing the brace from my right hand but my left is still very bad - can't hold an empty coffee cup!
Chris,Paige, and I shopped Publix. I brought lots of groceries to my house, planning to soon move back. And I got a $50 gas card for $40! Life is good.
Wish I could drive.
I stayed awhile at my house while C & P went out.
Ariel helped... no.. he did it all... unpacked and set up the new Keurig so it would be ready for Jamie. He was to arrive tomorrow.
Day 52 Monday 10/7
Angela was cancelled and I did my OWN pin care!
Took buses to school; Got students from Cooking class to help put barcodes on textbooks so that Mrs. Andrea Johnson could finally get textbooks to use in class.
Checked over the new "Master Schedule" for Mrs. Kaufman's substitute program, AND created a straight alpha listing of room numbers for her.
I spoke to Mrs Gissenter (Medical magnet) about her signing up on CareCalendar to bring food over. I'll meet her next Monday at school and she'll take me home to deliver food, like I'm doing this afternoon with Kim Edgeworth - of the ESE department.
She and her husband made lasagna for Chris, Paige, and me to eat tonight.
Complications... awful rains after school...and one of the ESE students had a big breakdown, refused to board bus home. We waited an hour for a relative to arrive. Would not get in car. Another hour until mom arrived and finally coaxed her son to enter vehicle.
Kim said it was not close to a typical occurrence. We got to condo after 5 pm.
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| Despite the pan size that Kim Edgeworth brought over, we (Chris, Paige, Jamie and I) finished the Lasagna and severely dented the salad and chocolate chip cookies |
Invited Jamie over and the four of us devoured the lasagna and also salad that was sent.
Thanks Pat and Kim. Pat was a guidance counselor for many years at PB Lakes. This year he loves his new job, traveling to "Central Area" schools inventing/applying PE programs for special needs kids.
Day 53 Tueday 10/8
Scheduled for surgery this morning. No breakfast for me. I cheated and had 4 ounces of water. Shhh. Don't tell. Put under anesthesia (totally out) for removal of external fixator. My brother, Jody, picked me up and drove me to the Laser Surgical Center in PB Gardens for the 11 am procedure.
Most curious to him was...of all the things they do to you in surgery...I had to sign a waiver allowing them to put pumping socks on me...designed to prevent blood clots in the legs.
30 minutes after waking, we left for short drive to Whole Foods lunch buffet. Wonderful selections.
Back in condo by 2:30. Resting in bed, I accidentally slammed left thumb with other hand. HURT worse than anything in last 2 months. The fixator would have absorbed much of the blow by moving my whole arm instead of tending to bend wrist. A wrist cuff saved it from being even worse.
I condescended to a percoset...first in weeks. Before the day ended, I had apple, two prunes, other fruit and lots of greens - and next morning a wonderful BM. Easy to make me happy.
Jamie and his two kids were going to last chance of half-price entrees at fancy Table 26º , near my house.
The $14 hamburger for $7. The $31 Pork Porterhouse for $16.50.
Chris, Paige and I joined them at 5:45 pm. (Have to order before 6:30 to get the 1/2 price) A few NON-entrees ran up our bill but we all enjoyed food.
Chris, Paige and I joined them at 5:45 pm. (Have to order before 6:30 to get the 1/2 price) A few NON-entrees ran up our bill but we all enjoyed food.
C,P, and I went to Muvico where Ariel let us in to see Enough Said with Julia Louis-Dreyfus and the recently late James Gandolfini.
Two ex's about to be empty nesters are attracted to each other's warmth and humor. It is nearly spoiled by Julia unknowingly befriending James' ex-wife, who - at first with neither woman aware of the other's relation to James - poison's Julia's feelings towards James.
Chris referred to this movie and the last one we saw together - Blue Jasmine - as "adult movies". I thought about that, concluding that ... as opposed to Riddick that Ariel wanted to see - these movies had no truly evil characters, no heroic characters, saints, nor sinners - just people with varying degrees of human foibles, encounters, and temptations - dealing through life, weighing their interests, options and ethics as best their abilities allow. Like all of us.
Two ex's about to be empty nesters are attracted to each other's warmth and humor. It is nearly spoiled by Julia unknowingly befriending James' ex-wife, who - at first with neither woman aware of the other's relation to James - poison's Julia's feelings towards James.
Chris referred to this movie and the last one we saw together - Blue Jasmine - as "adult movies". I thought about that, concluding that ... as opposed to Riddick that Ariel wanted to see - these movies had no truly evil characters, no heroic characters, saints, nor sinners - just people with varying degrees of human foibles, encounters, and temptations - dealing through life, weighing their interests, options and ethics as best their abilities allow. Like all of us.
A former debater, Paul Bland from Twin Lakes class of '79 (now a busy public interest lawyer out of DC) recommended Enough Said to me and I'm glad Chris and Paige were also game to see it. Though a LITTLE draggy near the end, it's worth the time.
I was happy to honor Paul's recommendation. He enjoys analyzing movies, concerts, metaphysics. He went to Harvard and Georgetown (Law School), has argued before the Supreme Court, worked on then Senator Joe Biden's staff for about 10 years, and is quite a persuasive guy, as evidenced by the old (high school) photo I have of him persuading a young Brad Hunter on the virtues of ¡Yèyt! (Inside joke. Sorry.)
Paul is my lead example of the "Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon" construct - the proposition that everyone know someone who knows someone who...etc knows Kevin Bacon. If you know him directly your Bacon number is 1.
My President Obama number is a 3 because I know Paul who knows Biden who know Obama.
BTW - according to Wikipedia - even of the mere 800,000 people in the movie data base (IMD), 12% cannot be linked to Bacon at all, and some are 9 degrees away.
I did a simple calculation - inverse log of log(314 000 000)/6 - that predicted that if I knew 26 people in the US who each knew 26 OTHER people in the US, who each knew .... etc...I would be within 6 degrees away from everyone in the US.
I'd have to know 42 people who knew 42 OTHER people etc in order to be within 6 degrees of everyone in the world.
HEY! Isn't 42 the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy?
People! I'm on to something.
OMG! What's that bright light?
What?
What...
What was I talking about?
Day 54 Wednesday 10/9
After breakfast, etc, I called Jamie to come move me home. It took about an hour to get stuff loaded, down elevator and to the truck.
At home with my left wrist still hurting... I did another percoset and tried sleeping... but realized I needed to catch an early bus so that i could get NEW eye glasses fixed! A nose piece fell off.
Bus.
Eyeglasses fixed
Chick-Fil-A
Coleslaw for mom
Darcy Hall
Feed dinner to mom, including banana and coleslaw
Bus to bus station
Walk 3 blocks to Marriott Bistro restaurant
Meet Jamie and his two kids there for dinner.
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Sam Joke #5
“The soup is cold.”
“My arthritis is killing me.”
“What happened to the air-conditioning?”
“Where’s that nurse? I pushed the buzzer 20 minutes ago.”
One day two of Sam’s fellow “inmates” at Sunny Vale Dignity Residence for Seniors were comparing notes on the misfortunes of aging.
“Oy,” says one. “It’s terrible. Every morning 5 a.m. I wake up, my bladder feels like it’s going to burst. I stand over the toilet and wait and I wait and wait. Nothing! Maybe a trickle. A few drops. Such a horrible feeling.” “That’s nothing,” chimes in the second elderly man. “Every morning 6 a.m. I wake up, my bowels churning. I don’t think I can get to the toilet fast enough. And for what? I sit and I sit and I bend and I push. Nothing happens. No matter what I eat, it’s the same thing. Terrible.”
At 6 a.m. I have such a bowel movement, you’d think an elephant came to visit!”
The two other men look at each other with a mixture of awe and puzzlement.
“My problem,” continues Sam, “is that I don’t wake up until 8 o’clock.”
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Day 55 Thursday 10/10
Woke at 8:50!!! Wonderful
Breakfast with Jamie at This Is It Cafe at 444 24th Street - probably best cheap breakfast in the area. Two eggs; toast or biscuit; grits, hash browns or fruit; bacon or sausage; AND coffee...$5
I took a bus to downtown to (1) check on some things at a bank (2) try getting new bus schedules (changed Oct 6) (3) check at Post Office about mailing a letter to a friend in Thailand (4) shop at Publix, esp for bananas for mom.
Home in time for Jamie to drive me to Chick-Fil-A. From there I did the coleslaw and nursing home thing and took a bus home.
Day 56 Friday 10/11
Becoming disenchanted with buses as I waited 50 minutes for bus that runs every 20 minutes! Turns out that TWO had broken down. I needed to mail a card before the weekend to a friend overseas... and worse is.. I got to the post office with the envelope but had left the card at home.
I ate lunch outside at City Place Publix ... a beggar's way to dine in middle-class style. Their deli has grocery-store prices and they have about 10 tables outside under awnings on the east side (right side of photo) from which you can people-watch.
I DID go home, got the card, back to Post Office to mail it, then home again!
Then out again for Darcy Hall.
My goal was to catch the #43 bus, scheduled to depart bus station at 4:35. The #1 I rode from my home was doing okay until a f...ing long freight train on the FEC decided it have the right-of-way at a crossing and made us a minute late. The 43 was leaving as we arrived.
The #1 kept me from #43.
WAIT! 1 from 43 = 42!
Isn't 42 the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy?
People! I'm on to something.
OMG! What's that bright light?
What?
What...
What was I talking about?
So, I had to wait 29 minutes for the next bus. And mom wouldn't get coleslaw from Chick-Fil-A because not enough time.
I'm occasionally removing the brace from my right hand but my left is still very bad - can't hold an empty coffee cup!
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