The hour returns…

OK, so early next Sunday morning, we are bringing BACK an hour from the great beyond. So where did that hour COME from? Was it the hour that mysteriously disappeared last spring? Does anyone know where it’s been between then and now? Do we know what – or who – it’s bringing back with it?

Liminal

So I go to bed in September
I wake up
It’s cool out
Leaves have changed color
(Some are down)
You’d think it was Octob…
HEY. WAIT A MINUTE.

11:30

I just misread “a show’s premiere episode” as “a show’s premature episode,” and I was imagining a producer yelling, “Wait! WAIT! WE’RE NOT READY YET!”

And then I remembered words of wisdom from Lorne Michaels about when to call your work finished enough to go public with it. He said of Saturday Night Live, “The show don’t go on because it’s ready. It goes on because it’s 11:30.”

As Steve Jobs said, “Real artists ship.”

Karma and the frogs

It’s a wet night, so there’s more frogs on the road than I’ve seen all spring. I try to avoid hitting frogs as much as I can, but then I started thinking. If you were born a frog due to your past karma, and I hit the frog, would I have freed the frog from its existence so then it would be free to move up a step in its next reincarnation, OR would I be dooming it to be reincarnated yet another time to learn the lessons it had yet to learn as a frog?

This is why I try to avoid hitting frogs, it’s too much responsibility otherwise.

Too close to home?

You’ve probably noticed my distaste for inapt figures of speech in writing or in the news. The one that caught my attention today was a news report that said the heroin problem ‘was hitting too close to home.’

Which led me to wonder, would they be satisfied if the problem was JUST a LITTLE further away? If it was JUST FAR ENOUGH AWAY from home?