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Friday, May 24, 2019

Hari Jumat

I really didn't feel like walking this morning, but did so anyway. Pretty wobbly. So I didn't walk, I wabbled. Found the usual joggers and walkers, and the usual beach dogs, one of whom is apparently in charge of a generous stretch along the way, so has his job cut out for him. Watching the buff young men and the shapely young women go by was a bit disheartening. I mean, I'd settle for just walking in a straight line. Ah well, it is what it is. Definitely time for a nap now, but the maid is busy in my room, so that will have to wait. 





Thursday, May 23, 2019

Hari Kamis

Got an early start this morning. Not that I intended to. I just woke up at about 5, couldn't go back to sleep, so decided to get up and get going. The most tiring thing about taking a walk in the morning, really, is getting prepared to do so Getting dressed tends to be exhausting, especially when I get down to the shoes. Seems to take forever and require significant effort to get my feet into them, especially since this requires bending down to where my feet are. Moreover, the shoes, which I recently bought, are rather argumentative, seeming generally unwilling to permit the insertion of my feet. 

At the same time, I have found, on the positive side, that my easy chair slides quite easily on the ceramic tiles (and so does an upright human being, as I have found, painfully, many times in the past). But my easy chair, as I had begun to say, may as well be a wheelchair on these tiles, conveying me to wherever I want to go that would otherwise require the effort of standing up and bending over and so on. If the bed weren't in the way, I could slide all the way back to the bathroom! 


In any case, once I finally get ready and head out to the bike, it's fairly smooth sailing from there. And it was nice to get to the beach so early, while the weather is still mild and the sun is just rising from the sea. Nothing yet open on the beach at this hour, and the only people one sees are other walkers, generally doing a much better job of it than I. So I walked from the Bali Hyatt beach up to the next beach entry, whatever that is. 




Moonrise Kingdom

I can't even count the number of times I have watched this movie over the years. I never get tired of it, and there is something new to see or hear every time. This is really a one-of-kind film, unlike any other. It is directed by Wes Anderson, who is known for his distinctive visual and narrative styles. And it is this quirky style of storytelling, in image and in narrative, that gives Moonshine it's charm, for the story itself--that of an orphan boy who runs away from his guardians to be with the girl he loves--is common enough. But it is the narrative and visual style and the acting of a superb cast which includes Bill Murray, Edward Norton, and Bruce Willis, that makes the film so uniquely engaging. In short, I love this movie and could watch it a thousand times. Five thumbs up!

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Bye-bye Miss American Pie

Outrage is hard to sustain. It becomes, over time, numbness, cynicism, apathy.

We thought at first that the things that had always mattered still mattered. We dug in and waited, sure of ourselves, for we were right.

And nothing happened. 


Bye-bye, Miss American Pie …


What we watched happen was what we said from the first would happen. And more. 


Justification is replaced by disbelief, disbelief by dismay, dismay by despair. 


We are not who we thought we were after all. In fact, there is no we. 


And there we were all in one place

A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again ...

We mourn. More than two years into this tragedy, we mourn. There is no going back. They have let this go too long, too far. They have let us go. They have let everything go. 


And in the streets the children screamed

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed …

What country is this, where a president makes himself king, where the governor refuses to be governed by the body tasked by the founders to that purpose, where law is shunned, where the powerful say "Nothing to see here. Move on"? 


And while the king was looking down

The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned 
No verdict was returned …

It's not that they sold their souls when we weren't looking. It's that they sold them when we were looking. We the people. Case closed. 


And as the flames climbed high into the night

To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

And he was singing'


Bye-bye Miss American Pie


Tuesday, May 21, 2019

It's Not a Tumor

Woke up this morning with the headache of the century. Thought I was dying  of a brain aneurysm of something, which wouldn't have surprised me, given all the troubles I've had lately. Got up, went outside, and found the sky cloudy and a sprinkle starting up--a major change from yesterday, which was clear and sunny. Went back inside, gave my nose a couple shots of Afrin, took a pseudoephedrine and found that the headache soon retreated. I'll be darned, it wasn't a brain aneurysm after all. It was the weather. 

Even back in Portland, I had a problem with weather change like this during the springtime. Unstable weather. There's just something about my system that can't handle it. 

What to do? Keep that spray handy, I guess, and wait for the season to change. 

Monday, May 20, 2019

Regimen

There are about six easy-to-access beaches here in Sanur, which works out pretty well with my new plan to take a good walk every morning after a reasonable breakfast, which itself is part of my new plan to try to follow a diet and exercise regimen toward the end of controlling blood pressure and blood sugar. You have to kind of kick yourself in the seat of the pants to get started in the morning, but once you get down to the beach, it's quite nice, the air is cool (sort of--this is, after all, Bali) and the tourists have not yet descended on the seashore (nor have the Indonesian sellers). I don't know what I'll do in rainy season, but for the time being, I think this will work out pretty well. 









Biting the Dust

Two falls in three days, And the most recent a quite spectacular one on the sidewalk in Sanur--a full body fall. you know, flat out hitting the ground is a cloud of dust, chin in the gravel, and so on. A belly flop, you might say. Embarrassing. Three motorbikes stopped to assist me, just as if I'd been in a wreck. Oh my God, Mister, and you okay?

Again, embarrassing.  


So, was this the high blood pressure pills I've been on or just clumsiness. Hmm. Who can say? 


It is true, however, that I have been feeling awfully spaced out and rather dizzy, which is something I tend to attribute to the BP meds. So I've gone off the damn things for now--and in fact I feel markedly better today. And I have so far remained upright!