Nothing In Particular Friday

I don’t have much today. Most of you will probably like this photo.



In late August the USPS issued these stamps. My wonderful wife purchased a set for me earlier this week.

I remember looking forward to these stamps being released; the fact that I/we didn’t buy them right away is yet another example of how time seems to speed up as one ages. “The stamps will be out in a couple of months.” “It’s been a couple of months since the stamps were released?!”

I’m sure I am not the only person who has amended the famous remark “Time flies when you’re having fun” to “Time flies whether you’re having fun or not.”

By the way, I do intend to actually use up to ten of these stamps, but doubt I will reach ten pieces of mail anytime soon. Like most people, I just don’t use “snail mail” very much.

I wouldn’t care if mail delivery were cut back to three or four days a week. Yes, I know that until 1950 mail was delivered twice a day. Things change, times change.


Yesterday, I watched the Season 2 finale of Transplant for at least the 10th time. Can you say OCD?

The first two seasons are available, for a cost, on Amazon Prime. I was happy to pay what amounts to less than $2 an episode. I can no longer stream Season 1 on Hulu and may not be able to stream Season 2 anymore, either, but I haven’t checked since I can watch it on Prime. I can tell you, though, that I am not the only person who has searched for “Transplant Season 3” on Amazon Prime.

No official word has been issued by NBC whether or not they will air Season 3 in the US (the show is produced and airs in Canada). Of course, I have figured out how to watch those episodes, anyway. If NBC airs them I will certainly watch them again. What can I say? I just love the show.


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Above is a picture of the main cast for the first two seasons. John Hannah, second from left and you might know him from Four Weddings And A Funeral, left the show at the end of Season 2.

House, another TV obsession of mine and the show I usually describe as my favorite ever, was also a medical show. It was more cerebral and had better writing. Transplant affects me more on an emotional level (because I’m getting older?) and is written more realistically, in my opinion. The latter has already earned a place in my very small TV pantheon, I am not a big TV watcher, along with the aforementioned House, Frasier and The Big Bang Theory.


Have a great weekend.







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Sunday In The Neighborhood

First, a picture of the star of the neighborhood:



This is BB’s and MB’s wonderful dog. Besides being adorable, he is smart and possesses a great temperament. If you couldn’t tell, he is a Basset Hound. (I have not given his name since this blog is still technically anonymous, seriously.) We will miss him and his “parents” after we move, but never forget that the only constant in the world is change. Yes, that’s probably the 40th time I’ve written that “truism” in this blog.

What BB and MB didn’t know until now is that when I was very young our neighborhood also featured a wonderful Basset Hound named Ginger. Therefore, I have long had an affinity for the breed.



This picture looked better to me in my car than it looks here, I guess. We live in a valley of sorts and this is a view of it from just west of our house, facing west, into the valley right around sunrise. This is not a scene that will be available to us after we move to the desert.



This is a picture of a small lake that is actually in a neighboring state, but not that far from where we live. If it weren’t for the very large difference in taxes, my wonderful wife and I might have purchased a house on this lake. Arizona has some lakes, but none surrounded by these types of trees, as far as I know.

As the prospect of the move becomes more real, I am waxing nostalgic for the area in which we have lived for more than a decade and for the house in which we have lived for almost exactly a decade. My wonderful wife and I have lived in this house longer, far longer, than we have lived anywhere else.


Speaking just for myself, and this will sound like a shallow perspective (and probably is), but one reason the move appeals to me is the difference in car culture. Although car clubs and car enthusiasts exist here, it’s nothing like in the desert.

Part of owning a Corvette is the pleasure one gets when seeing another one while driving and engaging in the “Corvette Wave.” Since the late 1950s, Corvette drivers have acknowledged each other when passing on the road. Where we live now, we don’t see that many Corvettes except as part of a gathering of the local Corvette club. Where we are going, many more Corvettes can be seen on the road in addition to other performance cars we almost never see here. What can I say? I love cars. (Really? The next thing you’ll tell me is that Shaquille O’Neal is very tall…)



By the way, July 1st marked the first anniversary of my wonderful wife’s purchase of her 2018 Corvette convertible. Where has that year gone?!







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