When It Was Really Something.....

There are only 18 days or so until "it's finally over day". I don't like saying this but I am saying it. For the longest time I started the Christmas season very early, before Thanksgiving even. Larry Duhaime and I would take the afternoon off. He was a salesman and I was sort of his boss but we would both take the afternoon off and go toy shopping. We both had a bunch of kids and we both loved to buy toys. We would stash them in the car trunk, pile them up in the office around our desks, even sneak a few into the house when no one was home. This would go on and off for the next month or so leading up to Christmas Eve and scenes like this one when everything was simple....or at least seemed to be.

This little homely shot was in 1965. For a lot of reasons it was easy to ignore the reality of Vietnam, The civil rights wars, the recent near death experience of the Cuban Missile Crisis...all that kind of stuff and simply bask in the fun and anticipation of Christmas.

Now it's not the same. I fret and moan and mark January 2 down in my head as "it's finally over" day. The whole holiday season grinds to a halt and I begin to hope that something will happen in the next ten months that will let me get back to just "taking the afternoon off" and going toy shopping next Christmas.

Back in the Last Century....

As they say in the movies nowadys, back in the day I might have had a lot to say today. See the archives here at the old Thereyouhaveit.com.

Today, I only breathe a sigh.....maybe of relief that the bush/Cheney/Rove crowd didn't get another victory to call a mandate or maybe just relief that this election season is over.

Now I wait for about 105 days or so until pitchers and catchers report down in Florida.

Another Day on the Sound...

So we were out sailing on the Sound. More specifically ghosting since the wind was not exactly howling and we decided to duck into Mystic Harbor for our annual visit. Now I am not normally a person who gawks at the places where the rich display that fact, but here I have to make an exception. There is a place that I truly like and I envy the owner despite the fact that he is filthy rich.
What do you think of this place?Isn't it just perfect? OK, OK maybe not quite perfect, but still...And Then there was this place. Pretty close to perfect too don't you think. The guy peering over at the boats thinks so. And why not. Maybe this is an even better place to envy and covet. Easier to maintain certainly. But nah, I don't really think so. I see myself sitting in one of those white chairs for the rest of my days. Sitting, contemplating the nature of things, waiting for whatever I am waiting for, thinking about the fact that I am not a cormorant, and glad that I am not, watching all the guys (and girls) out for Sunday boat rides sail and motor past, big boats, little boats, nice boats, not so nice boats, thinking about just about nothing some of the time, except maybe having a nice bowl of macaroni for supper.

Timeshots Revisited

Timeshots Revisited

This is an attempt by me to become sort of a cool blogger who can publish via email. Back in the last century, when I created There You Have it, I could barely use a now defunct little wed publishing program that came with early versions of Internet Explorer. And now here I am trying this email stuff.

 

What's next?

A New Camera but...

...the same old outlook. It's been a few weeks since I whined here about the holidays and the upcoming "days of nothing to do except enjoy nothing to do". They are here and I am doing nothing. I did get a new digital camera. It's a pretty nice camera and it looks a little like cameras used to look back in the days of real cameras. The problem is that it did not come with a booklet of tricks to get a new outlook or a renewed outlook or keys to finding moments of truth which have been hard to come by lately.

Getting a new outlook will be a lot harder than selling a few unwanted things on eBay, including the older digital camera and a few really older "real" cameras and some unusable laser discs of great movies. And some other odds and ends that I could just as easily have thrown away.

I am going to find that new outlook. I am tempted to erase all my old pictures and other histories. The clean slate approach......