Follow That Man

Some hospitals have a bit of kit that allows friends and family to track the whereabouts of their loved ones that have been admitted to hospital. I’m not sure whether I like it. For example, when your True Love is in theatre, the app indicates this. However, it doesn’t tell you what is taking so long. Of course, as the anxiety builds and the hours stretch out, the tracker is prone to wondering what happens if the patient (the tracked) dies In Theatre? Fortunately, people come out of theatre sooner or later and when they do, the app indicates that the patient has Exited Theatre. It is left to the tracker to imagine in what condition the patient exited the theatre. When the last update occurs late in the evening, the tracker may have a certain reluctance to call the hospital for information given the hour.

Information provided to families with loved ones in a particular hospital advises that due to the Covid situation, visitors should consider the need to visit and encourages calling loved ones instead. The few times that I have been to hospital to be spliced open to remove wrigglers, I was groggy for days afterward so I do not think it would be at all wise to ring the tracked directly after surgery because clearly that person would be in recovery and not taking calls or back on ward and potentially indisposed, or worse. Having discussed this situation with the wrigglers, we can only presume that someone from the hospital would ring us if the patient was in a bad way or worse. There must be some limits to this app. Surely? Presumably?

All will be revealed. I guess. Tomorrow.

I need a song. I can’t think of a better one than Katie Melua singing If You Were A Sailboat.

I have turned off comments so that I can freak out.

Take care, everyone.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

It Is Our Turn Now

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Goodness, I almost forgot about Friday song day this week. Is it possible that I haven’t thought about anything this week? I shy away from thoughts of the future these days. What does that make me? Sensible? Foolish? Scared? I can’t control my future but I can vote for the candidate or party that I want to represent me over the next three years.

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Collective Narcissism

Revisiting the archive while I have some downtime.

Reflections of An Untidy Mind

WordPress Daily Prompt  —  Narcissism

There are some of us who avoid the news, and some who, for many reasons, have restricted access to news.  I live in a country where the news is very parochial and sometimes it seems that we are caught up in a kind of collective narcissism.   

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Steady On

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Sometimes I think, “What on earth?” What’s going on? And then I remember, oh yeah, people. Then I think, “Oh well, not for too much longer.” At least, not at this rate. Is that honestly the plan?

I think we may need a little more than music to bring us together, but that is all I have today. Let’s listen to What’s Going On?, performed by the Playing For Change band and guest artists.

Peace.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

The Braid is Producing My Story

Readers, are I am so excited for my friend, Sharon Bonin-Pratt, whose story, Hawaiian Songbird, has been selected by The Braid to be part of their theatre show, “The Rest Is History”. Venue is Santa Monica, LA. If you are in the area and looking for a night out, do get along to see it.

Sharon Bonin-Pratt's Ink Flare

Based on the true story of when I couldn’t sing a song about Jesus out loud during a school performance

You read that title correctly, yes you did.

The Braid is producing my story.

The Braid is an award winning live theatre that presents the diverse voices of Jewish people in performances that touch our hearts.

I submitted a short story, “Hawaiian Songbird,” for their consideration. It describes an incident that happened when I was an eleven-year-old newcomer to Hawaii’s famous Punahou School.

“Hawaiian Songbird” was accepted to be the opening segment of their May production, The Rest is History. Nine other wonderful, funny, poignant stories will complete the program.

The show focuses on moments that altered the course of our lives, proving that, unique as they are, these stories are universal in their appeal.

No matter your age or background, you’ll be moved by the life-changing moments described…

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Peace of Mind

Hello dear readers, I hope you are all of sound mind and body. If not, and even if you are, you will love Mark Berkery’s nature blog, Nature’s Place. Mark is a gifted photographer and exponent of macro photography. His photographic subjects are primarily insects, spiders and other small critters. His photos are exquisite. Mark is also a firm believer in nature’s healing power and combines this with meditation. If insects, macro photography and/or meditation interest you, go check out Mark’s blog. For those of you who live in Southeast Queensland (Australia), Mark is proposing some meet-ups in a public park. So if you are looking for a bit of quiet time (an hour or so) in the great outdoors and would like to go along, check out the details of the meet-up here. Fostering good mental health is a very important part of learning to live with Covid-19. Mark is doing his bit to help others who may be struggling.

I do not know Mark personally, and cannot vouch for the actual state of his mind, so readers must make their own judgement regarding the bona fides of the invitation. Whatever you decide, definitely check out his blog. It is fantastic.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

The times, bridges and the way of inanimate objects….

David Cox from Our Off The Grid Home, is all cynicism and wit. He often sums up the Western zeitgeist in offbeat and entertaining ways. And because I am too lazy to write my own post, David has succumbed to my charms and has agreed to let me share his thoughts on engines, the times (political and economics), and other fun stuff.
Thanks Dave. Check him out.

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Let us start with the inanimate objects – like engines.  Damn them!

I mean; I LIKE engines, I really do.  Power.  Work made easy and all that but…the damn things ‘act up’.  In and of itself an engine that acts up is to be expected but lately every engine in our lives is getting out of sorts.

My trusty little Honda 2000eu has crapped out after almost ten years of very dependable and hardy work.  And that little sucker ran perfectly even after being run over by a road grader!

My ‘pretty new’ Yamaha 50 is beeping when the key turns on…diagnosis to follow.  Sal’s little Suzuki had carburetor problems until I stripped it down, cleaned it in a sonic cleaner and reduced the problem down to the idle jet that I THEN over-reamed and made too big.  Gotta replace that mistake.  Someday.

I gave a small truck (1992  Chevy…

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