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1. What are you currently reading? Conversations with Kennedy by Ben Bradlee. Ben Bradlee and his wife Toni were pushing a baby carriage down the street near their home on N Street in Georgetown. They ran into their new neighbors, Jack and Jackie Kennedy, who were also pushing a carriage. They ended up having drinks in the Kennedy's backyard and a friendship was born. The men – a Senator and an editor at Newsweek – had a lot in common. Their wives liked one another. Their kids were the same age. This foursome hung out from that day in 1959 until the President's death in 1963. They vacationed together in Palm Beach, Virginia and Camp David. They dined together upstairs at the White House. Bradlee was a pallbearer at the President's funeral. 

 

JFK and Jackie obviously knew Ben Bradlee was a newsman. He told them he was taking notes. He promised Kennedy he would not publish anything about their personal relationship until 5 years after JFK left the White House. He waited more than a decade until after the President's death, writing this while on sabbatical from his job as editor of The Washington Post after The Post broke the historic Watergate scandal. 

 

I know from Bradlee's memoir (see below) that he gave Jacqueline Onassis an advance copy of the book and she was so offended she never spoke to him again. I read this book decades ago and didn't understand why she was pissed. I'm almost 50 years older. Perhaps I'll get it now.

 

Even if I don't, this is a view of JFK you seldom see in biographies. Bradlee was not a member of the Kennedy Administration or family. He was never a relative, coworker or an employee. Also, he was a friend of the couple. Kennedy was known for his ability to compartmentalize, and few of the people who knew and then wrote about him saw him socially as Jackie's husband. Maybe this will give me an idea of what they were like when they lived in The White House. 

2. What did you recently finish reading? A Good Life: Newspapering and Other Adventures by Ben Bradlee. It strikes me funny that Bradlee, who edited Woodward and Bernstein at The Washington Post during the Watergate scandal, could write a memoir that so clearly cried out for the steady hand of a good editor. The middle of the book – Bradlee's years in Washington with the Kennedys (see above) and then Watergate and the Janet Cooke scandal – was exciting and fascinating. But the beginning, about his childhood and Navy years, was boring and the end, after his retirement from The Washington Post was embarrassingly self aggrandizing. 

 

I was ruefully amused by how relevant this book, originally published in 1996, is today, when it's fashionable for MAGA to bemoan "what the media has become."  Oh, for fuck's sake! Bradlee mentions that FDR didn't understand why the press criticized him so, that JFK was so angry at one of the New York papers that he cancelled the White House's subscription, that Nixon resented  The Washington Post after Watergate and The Pentagon Papers, that Jimmy Carter thought it was reckless, that Reagan hid behind "national security" to try to get them kill stories ... when exactly did the media "become" bad? If you visit the Lincoln Presidential Library in Springfield, there's an exhibit devoted to unflattering political cartoons published during the Civil War. Grow up and grow a thicker (orange) skin. That friction between a free press and a president is one of our greatest assets. Don't bemoan it – appreciate it. (Or just watch Fox News. Don't get me started about the Dominion Voting Systems scandal.)

3. What will you read next?  I don't know

 

  

Sunday Stealing

Thursday Thunks

1. Is there anyone whose home you enter without knocking? Does anyone (who doesn't live with you) have permission to enter your home without knocking? No, not since my mom died.

2. Tell us about a school trip you took. In February 1968, little 4th grade me and my classmates took a long bus ride from our suburban school parking lot to Chicago's Art Institute. It was thrilling. For me, it wasn't so much about the artwork as the beehive of activity that was downtown Chicago. I fell in love that day. Imagine my terror when I watched those same city streets on my family's living room TV, overcome with rioters and violence – first in April, after Dr. King's assassination, and then over the summer during the infamous 1968 Democratic convention. The televised upheaval of 1968 – assassinations, riots, Vietnam – marked me like my vaccination scar. I warn parents to be very careful how much news their little ones see, and to be sure to put it in some real context. My mom did the best the she could, but I don't think she comprehended how much I was taking in and how it scared me.

3. Name three things within arm's reach right now (but they can't relate to your phone, computer or laptop). My glasses, my cat Connie (who is demanding a snuggle), the TV remote.

4. Weather permitting, do you dry your clothes outdoors on a clothesline? No. I don't have a yard or a private porch.

5. If every flower in the world only bloomed in one color, what color would you like to see? Pantone 294. Wouldn't the world be beautiful if it was all Cubbie blue?

 

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Like My Mother Does (2011)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.

1) In this song, Lauren Alaina tells us she knows she's beautiful and strong because she sees herself as her mother does. Who in your life consistently sees the best in you? Oh, this question makes me miss my late friend Henry so much! No one has ever, ever seen me as he did. I remember one night we were having a late dinner and he stared into my eyes and said suddenly, "Your (facial) features shouldn't work together, but they do. It's what makes you so beautiful. Like Sophia Loren." Trust me, I am not beautiful and I only resemble Loren in that we both walk upright and neither of us has a tail. But that was Henry. He loved me and saw me as all things wonderful.

 

So very not me.

2) She sings that her mother is her "rock." In this context, what do you think that means? Unwavering in support. 

 

3) When Lauren performed this song in concert, she brought her mother Kristy up on stage and held her hand as she sang. Kristy said she was touched, but also embarrassed because her daughter was the entertainer, not her. Do you get shy when all eyes turn to you? It depends on the situation. I can present and sell with tremendous confidence. But I die inside when people sing "Happy Birthday" to me.

 

4) Lauren began reading in pre-school and always read well above grade level. As a child, were you a big reader? Are you a big reader today? Yes.

   

5) According to the National Restaurant Association, we like to eat out on Mother's Day, and brunch is especially popular. If you could have whatever you want for brunch, what would you order? Eggs Benedict.

6) Mother's Day is the third biggest card-sending holiday in the US, just after Christmas and Valentine's Day. Who received the last card you purchased? I just mailed a birthday present to my friend Amy and there was a card with the gift.

 

7) While flowers are the most popular Mother's Day gift, jewelry comes in second. Are you wearing any jewelry as you answer these questions? If yes, did you receive it as a gift or buy it yourself? I am wearing plastic faux pearl stud earrings, purchased myself on a card from Claire's Boutique. (Sophia Loren would not be caught dead in these.)

 

8) According to the National Retail Federation, more and more of us are celebrating our mothers by taking her to a paint and sip event, a pottery class, or candle or soap making. Which of those four options do you think you'd enjoy the most? Soap. Or even better, lotion (though that wasn't one of the options).

9) While there's a spike in phone traffic on Mother's Day, these days it seems the trend is texting. On holidays, do you receive more calls or texts? Texts. I miss calls.

 

 

 

Thursday Thirteen #461

Younger than Springtime. Flipping through the April/May issue of AARP Magazine,* I came upon many tips to slow the aging process. I augmented their list with other info I found on the web. Some were common sense, some were surprising. 

1. Walk faster. Those of us who walk slowly tend to be at a higher risk for falls and weakness. With my knee and heel issues, I'm doing the best I can.

2. Maintain your balance. Again, the goal here is to reduce falls. My balance has never been good – not even as a child – because of my scoliosis. But my yoga helps. 

3. Stay social. Ding! Ding! Ding! I got one! I'm lucky that I make friends easily and with my little job at the card shop, I see people I like as often I as wish to. For me, the challenge is to remind myself that my friends aren't just fun, they are a support system for my physical and mental health. Which leads me to ...

4. Make mental health a priority. Many of us seniors (it's hard to believe I'm in that group but I indisputably am) accept loneliness, isolation and depression as a natural part of our lives. I don't. God did not put me here to be unhappy. While I accept that there is unhappiness in every life, it's not our baseline. I'm glad I'm in therapy.

5. Remember your cognitive health. I worry about this one a lot. My shrink (see above) assures me she's watching my reasoning and word choices to make sure I haven't declined and if she sees that I have, we will take steps. 

6. Eat more fiber. This is not only important for gut health, fiber helps regulate blood sugar and reduce the risk of diabetes. As a woman of a certain age, I should consume 22 grams/day. I likely don't. I do take an extra gram each day in 2 fiber capsules each morning. Maybe I should up that.

7. Beans are our friends. Lima beans, navy beans, pinto beans and black beans are all affordable and rich in fiber and nutrients. Unfortunately, I don't like them. I do like cooked peas, though. They're pretty good. Must add them to my meals more often.

8. Watch the processed sugar. Sugar is added to everything from condiments to yogurt. With this in mind, I should eat fewer cookies. I don't. Note to self: pay attention to my snacks. 

9. Establish a sleep schedule. Going to bed at approximately the same time every night promotes more restorative sleep. I do this.

10. Mind your dental health. Good oral hygiene reduces risk for infections, inflammation and heart attacks. No one spends more time at the dentist than I do.

11. Keep an eye on your vision. Seniors are at a higher risk of glaucoma and cataracts. Get your eyes checked regularly so these conditions can be diagnosed and dealt with promptly.

12. Wear your sunglasses. Damage from ultraviolet light has been linked to an increased risk of dementia. Most sunglasses come with built in UV protection. I do this one.

13. Wash your hands. It's not just for during a pandemic. Wash your hands several times a day for 20 full seconds. It will help protect your immune system. I need to do this more often.

How many of these do you do? Are you helping your body resist aging? 

*Not only was I reading an AARP publication, it was in actual printed form. I am a dinosaur! 

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WWW.WEDNESDAY

 

WWW. WEDNESDAY asks three questions to prompt you to speak bookishly. To participate, and to see how other book lovers responded, click here. 

PS I no longer participate in WWW.WEDNESDAY via that link because her blog won't accept Blogger comments. I mention this only to save you the frustration I experienced trying to link up.

1. What are you currently reading? A Good Life: Newspapering and Other Adventures by Ben Bradlee. I returned to this memoir, which I first read more than 25 years ago, because I'm about to see All the President's Men again, this time at the TCM Classic Film Festival. Bradlee was managing editor of The Washington Post, portrayed in the film by Jason Robards in an Oscar-winning performance, and was, so I thought during Watergate, the sexiest older man on the planet. I realize now that when teenaged me was crushing on that older man, he was younger than I am today, and this amuses me.

 

He did have a good life, an eventful one. Polio survivor. War hero and journalist. I am curious to see how the reminiscences/opinions of a man born in 1921 will sound to me today. 

2. What did you recently finish reading? Agatha Raisin and The Love from Hell by M. C. Beaton. #11 in the series, and I didn't really like it. Everyone in the story annoyed me – save for the minor recurring characters like the vicar's wife, Agatha's housekeeper, and one of the town's policemen. The plot actually takes us to a French monastery, an excursion that felt at best inauthentic. I'm not sorry I read it because it contains plot points I'll need to know if I return for #12. But I was disappointed.

3. What will you read next?  I don't know

 

  

The Gratitude Challenge – April 28

 

I am joining Kwizgiver in this. That's even her graphic I stole! In her words, "This isn't about perfection or keeping a streak. It’s just about noticing." I need to focus and, using my shrink's word, "unhook." 

 

The Prompt: What is one thing you’ve started noticing more because of this challenge? 

 

I'm going to try to continue noticing. I let myself get distracted and I sometimes miss small but meaningful things. For example, I woke this morning with my Connie Cat sleeping on the small of my back. It was a lovely feeling, but I realize it was also important. She doesn't do that when she's not feeling well, and I didn't notice she'd stopped more than a month ago. Perhaps if I had, I would have taken her to the vet earlier and made her well sooner. 

 

I suppose I'm ending the month grateful that I can evolve and improve. 

 

 

 

I prefer my drama on the screen

 

The TCM Classic Film Festival is almost upon us! My flights are booked. My hotel reservation is confirmed. Three of my four airport limo rides are lined up.* My girl cat, Connie, is healthy so I will miss – but not be worried about – her when I'm gone.

Thursday will begin with breakfast at Mel's with fellow festival goers. I'm seeing a former coworker for lunch at The Grove. Then Thursday evening the movies start. Four glorious days of old movies on the big screen!

It's Wednesday that's the problem. I had been looking forward to dinner with my oldest friend's adult daughter the night I arrive. She is in her late twenties now and has really gotten her life together. She's working on her relationship with her boyfriend, she has a good job as an optometrist assistant, is consulting a nutritionist to get to the bottom of her long-standing gastrointestinal issues. I held her as a baby and want to hear more about the positive direction her life is taking.

Of course, my oldest friend (her mother) is fucking everything up. As is her wont. 

After a period of being incommunicado, last week she resumed emailing and texting me. She can't stand her living arrangement. She wants to sell everything† and move back here. She has major health issues but can't get it together to submit her application for Medi-Cal. She says she really needs to know that I care about her.

Oh, for fuck's sake! I keep thinking about all the times I've reached out to show support but my efforts have gone unacknowledged. (I don't know why, exactly, but this one remains a bur under my saddle.) 

I responded as I always do. "Get yourself healthy. If you need help paying for therapy, let me know. Don't even think about coming back here because you'll still hate the weather and miss your cousin. Instead of searching for a new boyfriend, try to make friends."

Her response was a slap in the face. She doesn't want "a boyfriend," she wants someone to care about. She then attached a self-serving list of all the people she has "taken care of" during her adult life. They were all either her family or the family of men she's been involved with (I'd call them "fucks" and "fuck adjacent.") None were friends. Yet here I am, a mere friend, and she expects me to prove that I "care?"

Also, that list of people she's taken care was quite a re-write of history. More than one person she named extended themselves mightily for her, not the other way around, and at least two provided her with a roof over her head. When the person you're talking to doesn't share your reality, it's hard to find common ground.

My oldest friend lives in Hesperia, 90 minutes away from LA. I didn't invite her Wednesday night's dinner with me and her daughter because the logistics are beyond me. I only have about three hours to spend that evening – after all, my festival festivities begin Thursday morning – and I don't drive. 

Her daughter said she would get her mother there. But now I don't want to see her mother at all. I'm too angry.

Here's the push-pull of it all. I have known my oldest friend since Kindergarten. More than 60 years. I have loved her and have so many dear memories. So much laughter. So many treasured moments.

But for the last 15 years, this relationship has been hideously unbalanced. I feel an obligation to her and the times we shared, so I do what I can. 

But dammit! I'm sick of her drama! I've waited all year for this film festival – and with the Paramount deal, it may be the last one – and I resent her for throwing shade over it. I know she's bipolar, I know she's unhealthy. I'm sorry all of this is happening to her.

Still, there's a limit to how much I can give when I get so precious little in return.

 

*Gotta take care of #4 today. 

†This is stupid. She was evicted from her last apartment over unpaid rent and her car was repossessed.  

Sunday Stealing

Five Things You Didn't Want to Know but I'm Telling You Anyway

1) Has anyone ever told you they would love you forever? No. Unless it was my mom, I don't think I'd believe it anyway.

 

2) Who is the last person you were in the car with? The LYFT driver. I believe my most recent ride was home from the grocery store. I was heavily laden and my ankle is bothering me so I took the easy way.

 

3) Do you have big plans for tomorrow (Monday)? Not really. I have to work at the card shop tomorrow and I don't feel like it. (Waaah! I'm so lazy and whiny.)

4) How long do you typically spend in the shower? I can spend a lot of time in there. I enjoy my morning shower.

 

5) What were you doing at 7 AM yesterday (Saturday)? I was awake but still in bed, watching The Today Show.

 

Saturday 9

 
Saturday 9: Good (1995)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.

1) This song begins with a guy realizing he's home alone. Do you enjoy being all by yourself? Yes. It rejuvenates me.

2) He watches the sun throwing shadows on the floor. Which room in your home lets in the most sun? The living room with its big, west-facing windows.

3) He sings that he may write a letter to his ex. If you were inspired to send someone a handwritten message, do you have stationery or notecards on hand? What about first-class postage stamps? Yes. I like writing letters and sending cards. BTW, one of the things I like best about Downton Abbey is how everyone is always getting important news via handwritten letter.

4) This week's band, Better Than Ezra, got their start in Baton Rouge. All the members attended LSU and played their first gig at Murphy's, a bar near campus. When you were in your early 20's, where did you and your friends go to socialize? Monk's Pub on Lake and Wells under the el tracks. I'm glad it's still there and just as divey as ever, giving a new generation a place to misspend their hours after work.

   

5) While the band refuses to disclose the origin of their name, many assume the "Ezra" they refer to is poet Ezra Pound. Do you often read poetry? Nope.

6) In 1995, when this song was popular, Michael Jordan "unretired" and returned to the Chicago Bulls. Tell us about a decision you wish you could undo. Nothing big. I just wish I'd taken better care of my teeth years ago. I'd be a healthier, wealthier woman today.

7) Also in 1995, Phoebe Buffay first performed "Smelly Cat." Do you recall what show she sang on? Friends.

8) Legendary New York Yankee Mickey Mantle died in 1995. How is your team doing so far this young baseball season? For the first two weeks of the season, I was resigned to mediocrity. Then BAM! Pitchers came off the injured list and the bats woke up. And will you just look at this! We're in first place and have won 10 in a row! I love the Cubs win or lose, but I gotta admit, winning is better.

 

9) Random question: What's in your garage, besides your car (lawn tools, holiday decorations, old paint cans, etc.)? I don't have a garage, which is probably a good thing because I'm sure I would fill it with crap. I seem destined to clutter.

 

The tiny center of my universe

My cat Connie is only 6.5 lbs. Yet she has dominated everything this month. Making her well has been my sole focus.

She had surgery on April 2. Since she received stitches, she had to wear the cone, I couldn't let her roam around the condo when I wasn't watching. She could get stuck or slip out of it. Also, she had to stay very clean, and left to their own devices cats can slip into the dustiest part of the house you just can't reach. So when I wasn't home or was asleep, Connie was locked in the bathroom for her own safety. She's such a sweet, adaptable girl! She never cried. She just made do with her makeshift litter pan (a shirt box I lined with a small trash bag) and her water dish (a Lean Cuisine tray, because it was shallow and wide to accommodate her cone). I kept her carrier in my bathtub because cats like small spaces and I thought she might like go in there to sleep. I enjoyed our special "girl time" together before bed, when I'd slather on moisturizer, brush my teeth and put in my mouth guard. 

It was also in the bathroom that she got her meds. I squirted two different liquids down her throat – an antibiotic and a painkiller. Then I had to apply ointment to an area which was an assault to her dignity and mine. Yet she never resisted. I think on some level she trusted that I was trying to make her well.

On April 18, the vet finally removed the stitches and declared her well. No more meds! No more cone! No more time in solitary confinement in the bathroom! There was much rejoicing.

I'm grateful. Grateful that it wasn't more serious. Grateful that I had the resources to get her the medical attention she needed. Grateful to get my bathroom back! Grateful that she's well in time for me to go to the TCM Film Festival next week. Grateful that she is her sweet little self again.

Most of all, I'm grateful to be able to sleep soundly again. People with human children – how do they do it? Do they just reconcile themselves to worrying for 18 to 21 years?

 

Thursday Thirteen #460

 Emergency! As winter gives way to spring and summer, weather around here can be very changeable. Storms can come up quickly and knock out power. I've lived here all my life and should be ready for this, but now that I think of it, I'm not sure I am. Here's how experts recommend we prepare in case power is knocked out for hours or maybe days.

1. Food that requires no preparation. I've got canned tuna and ham, dry cereal and protein bars. I might not be happy, but I'd be OK.

2. Bottled water. Well, I've got a pitcher of water in the fridge and a couple bottles. I know I should have more.

 

3. Pet care. Oh, they're in better shape than I am! I have plenty of food and litter for the cats. I gotta stock up on the water, though, for them as well as me.

 

4. Prescription meds. I'm good here, too.

 

5. Flashlights and batteries. Yeah, I need to attend to these. I know where my flashlights are – one is in the bedroom closet, the other in the kitchen – but I'm I should switch out the batteries. (C? D? Gotta check.)

 

6. Transistor radio. Oh, I'm very good here! My shower radio is always operational. I can't shampoo without my tunes.

 

7. Be sure your electronics are charged. Phone and laptop. I've got a small portable power station for this. Better make sure that's charged, too. I got it less for my electronics than to run a fan. I hate, loathe, despise and abominate extreme heat and would really suffer without a fan if I can't run the ac.

 

8. Sanitation. As a storm approaches, fill a couple buckets with water. I always forget to do this, but it's important. Why? If the storm interferes with your plumbing, you can pour water in the toilet to trigger an automatic flush. Similarly, you might need a bucket of water to wash dishes. 

 

9. Paper goods. Have you got enough paper towels and toilet paper? I do.

 

10. Garbage bags. You may need all sizes for after-storm clean up efforts.

 

11. Ice and ice chests. If the power is out for more than a few hours, you'll need to do what you can to save your refrigerated food from spoiling. I have the ice chests, ice and some ice packs ready for this.

 

12. Decide where you'll go in case of a storm/tornado. A basement is best but, if like me you don't have one, choose an interior room with no windows. For me, that's the bathroom.

 

13. Store your stuff. Make sure your car is in the garage, not the driveway. Don't leave lawn chairs on the deck.You saw The Wizard of Oz. You know what can happen. If your basement frequently floods, make sure nothing of value sits directly on the floor.

How about you? Are you ready for a sudden summer storm?

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April 22 – Gratitude Challenge

 

 

I am joining Kwizgiver in this. That's even her graphic I stole! In her words, "This isn't about perfection or keeping a streak. It’s just about noticing." I need to focus and, in using my shrink's word, "unhook." 

 

The Prompt: Share a book you are currently grateful for.

 

One Perfect Couple by Ruth Ware. I read this book last summer, but I'm grateful for it now because I just dropped it in the mail to my aunt for her birthday. This thriller, which is about a killer who is picking off the contestants on a reality show, is right up her alley. It makes me happy to think of my auntie being carried away by the plot.

 

 

WWW.WEDNESDAY

WWW. WEDNESDAY asks three questions to prompt you to speak bookishly. To participate, and to see how other book lovers responded, click here. 

PS I no longer participate in WWW.WEDNESDAY via that link because her blog won't accept Blogger comments. I mention this only to save you the frustration I experienced trying to link up.

1. What are you currently reading? Agatha Raisin and The Love from Hell by M. C. Beaton. Agatha is finally married to her long-time love! That's good news, or is it? Middle-aged Agatha and James are both set in their ways and unaccustomed to compromise. Tensions escalate and they have a huge fight. Unfortunately it was at the local pub in plain sight of their gossipy neighbors. Instead of going home together, Agatha goes back to her own cottage to sulk. The next day, when no one can find James but there is a conspicuous blood stain at his cottage, the local constabulary wants to talk to Agatha. 

 

This is book #11 in the series, so I know these characters well. Of course Agatha is innocent of wrong doing. Of course she's going to find out what happened to James and why. She's Aggie! (I even know she hates it when you call her "Aggie.")

 

2. What did you recently finish reading? Suitable for Framing by Edna Buchanan. Britt Montero is an award-winning reporter on the crime beat in Miami. She loves her job and she's good at it, having spent years nurturing an intricate web of contacts. All of a sudden, she's missing leads. Sources she depended on are not only coming through for her, they're pissed at her. What the hell? Meanwhile, the pretty young researcher Britt helped move from the paper's research department to the newsroom is becoming a star. All their coworkers seem to be enjoying the catfight.

 

The plot of this book is not especially imaginative. It reminded me of the classic 1950 film All About Eve. But in a way, knowing what was happening a little before Britt increased the tension. There was an awful, pervasive sense of inevitability throughout the story. Buchanan is a talented writer.

3. What will you read next?  I don't know

 

  

Sunday Stealing

More Questions from Steph

1) Are you the sort of person who can nap or sleep anywhere, any time? I suppose. I have an easier time falling asleep now than I ever have in my life. I think I'm finally (after three years) getting the hang of of retirement.

 

2) Have you ever walked in your sleep? I was quite the sleepwalker when I was a little girl. I was good at unlocking doors while sound asleep. My mom was completely freaked out about this and dragged me to the family doctor, a man she trusted implicitly. He didn't recommend counseling or a change in diet. He prescribed phenobarbital. Yes, a barbiturate for a seven year old! I don't blame my mom – she was doing the best she could with the information she had. But there I was, a second grader, on my way to The Valley of the Dolls.

 

3) Do you chat with your Uber/Lyft/taxi driver? Yes. I find it awkward to ride in silence.

4) Do you remember what you did on Valentine's Day? Not specifically. But I know it wasn't romantic.

 

5) How many laptops have you owned over your lifetime? 5 or 6 (<< estimate).

 

6) How many countries have you visited? 5 (Canada, France, Lichtenstein, Germany, Switzerland)

 

7) Did you/will you go to work today? Nope. I only work on Thursdays and sometimes Mondays.

 

 

 

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Drive My Car (1965)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.

 

1) Who would you allow, without hesitation, to drive your car? I don't have a car, but if I did, I think I'd be very careful about who drives it. I'm not a driver, but I imagine it's hard to get behind the wheel of someone else's car and get the seat right and the mirrors right and get familiar with all the thingamabobs on the dashboard. 

 

2) When you're riding in the backseat, do you use your seatbelt? Usually.

 

3) In this song, a young girl tells her boyfriend she wants to be a movie star. What were your aspirations when you were in your late teens/early 20's? Did you realize them? I wanted to be self-sufficient. I wanted to be a writer (although at the time I wasn't thinking of advertising). So yes, I realized them.

 
4) The song was reportedly inspired in part by the relationship between popular British singer Cilla Black and her future husband. Cilla wanted him on the record label's payroll, so he became her road manager and driver. Have you ever worked for, or with, someone with whom you were romantically involved? Yes. I used to always advise against it because my experiences weren't great. But I compare my romantic history to that of my oldest friend. She met her husband in a martial arts class, and they divorced. She met her long-time boyfriend through their sons, who were classmates, and they eventually broke up. She got involved with her most recent lover after they met on a dating app. Let's just say there have been tears. So I don't think it matters how you meet your partner. All relationships all fraught with risk.

 

5) Although this Beatles song is credited to Lennon-McCartney, it was written mostly by Paul. He recalls showing up at John Lennon's house with the tune ready to go, and lyrics they both agreed were "crap." John gave Paul the car theme, and he took it from there. When has someone recently helped you out of a jam? At the card shop, my manager helped me find something under the register. It seems every time I go in, someone has rearranged the supplies down there and I often find myself staring at but not really seeing what I'm looking for.

 

6) Paul also handles the lead vocals. When you hear a Beatles record, can you tell which band member is singing lead? Of course.

7) When it was first released, this record got a lot of attention for the intricate guitar work by Paul and George Harrison. It's got a lot of percussion on it, too, including cowbell and tambourine. Have you ever played either cowbell or tambourine? (Do you think it sounds like fun?) No. But Davy Jones of The Monkees always made the tambourine look like so cool.

 

8) Lava lamps were already popular in England but they weren't introduced to the United States until 1965. Today Walmart carries more than 20 different lava lamps. Have you ever owned one? I remember I had a little one on a keyring that I attached to my purse (the height of junior high cool).

 
9) Random question: Do you have a recurring dream? I have the same dream when I'm stressed. I get up, get off the train, and after the train doors close behind me I realize I left my purse on the seat. My wallet and my phone are going on to the next stop without me. I feel so helpless. I hate that dream.