Tuesday, January 19, 2010

The job, remembering the song and getting paid.

1. It strikes me that my job these days is to investigate things of interest, and then write about them. That puts a smile on my face.

2. I couldn't get the name of the song mentioned in yesterday's post -- my hearing of the words is a mis-spelling, so I couldn't find it anywhere on-line. But somebody knew -- somebody who we all laughed at when he bought a CD of Nepali folk music. Thanks Daddy.

3. Putting a paycheque into the bank.

Downpour, petrichor and maybug.

1. As if the fall of night has prompted a sudden decision, a downpour begins after days of dry, hot weather. I contort myself around my desk...