Cold living

I’m suffering from the worst cold I’ve had in years. My voice is gone — which is considered a plus by some, I’m sure — and I’m having trouble sleeping due to the coughing that kicks in as soon as I lie down. This really is nothing worse than a bad cold, but bad it is.

TV travails

I took delivery of a Samsung LN40D630, a model that’s liked by both LCDTVBuyinguide.com and Consumer Reports. When I powered it up there was a bright, solid, vertical red line on the left side of the screen, as simulated on the picture. So back it went to Best Buy. *Sigh* I’ll wait for the credit card activity to clear before deciding what to do next.

Art depreciation

After sixteen years of sitting in the same spot at work, I have to move to another floor in the building, at least temporarily, because of remodeling. The building has a lot of original art, and some of it is very good, but I won’t be appreciating what I will see every time I look up from my desk. I’ve heard several different interpretations of this picture and a similar one next to it, and none of them are very positive, including my own.

Wake up and move!

I’m not terribly big on Broadway shows, but there are two musicals that stand out as favorites. The older I get, the more I appreciate Robert Preston’s thoroughly winning performance in Meredith Willson’s The Music Man. Like Rex Harrison in my other favorite musical, My Fair Lady, Preston wasn’t a singer, but what he brought to the stage has, in my admittedly limited exposure, never been equaled.

One of my earliest blog posts was of Preston singing that Baby Boomer gym class favorite, Chicken Fat. I have Carol’s permission to make this song the alarm clock sound… “for a while.”

Robert Preston (1918-1987)

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