1. Simile: As left-out feeling as a boy whose best girl has just got a new kitten.
2. I suddenly remembered: my chagrin when Knerr changed his “Happy German Twins (or Kids – I don’t know which it was) to The Katzenjammer Kids – because of World War anti-German sentiment.
3. Thought to check up on: Musicians play to moods. Divine the mood by studying numbers selected. Tonight “Painting the Cloud with Sunshine” and “Let’s All Sing Like the Birdies Sing” were spontaneous selections and my guess is the mood was “left-outish,” because I did not call this afternoon as I had been invited to do. Which would indicate a desire to palliate with an opposite or cheery music – maybe I’m bragging. But, as I say, it will take study.
4. An advance to JH of 5, 10, maybe 15 years from now: A false feeling of beneficence and “sharing one’s joys with the neighbors” is in me merely a desire to “show off.” Sharing has for me little joy unless I am, by doing so, made the “big shot” at the time – so to speak. I’m afraid this is true, and I can only hope that I will live it down. Thus, I address this to myself 10, 15 years from not. Memory of the thought will likely be amusing then. Parenthetically: A good idea for a novel essay of the “Golden Book” type would be to write a series of letters to oneself 10 years in the future.
It seems I cannot appreciate listening to a radio as much unless I am at the dials, and am able to rest assured that the selector dial is exactly on the station – that the volume dial has not been unnecessarily opened up to take care of improper selection of the station. This is only a partial explanation – I believe the real reason is that I want to be the center of the show – the man who sets the dials – the one to whom all the listeners should be indebted for their mirth, their enjoyment, and their thrill at hearing the voice of some popular idol of the day. I don’t enjoy my auto ride nearly as much as when I am doing the driving, picking the route, etc. I only hope this is a passing youthful foible – it is certain to become offensive to someone, if it hasn’t already.
5. In a newspaper today, an item, or rather a statement, to the effect that success in the future will be measured by achievements other than the accumulation of wealth – achievements such as come in the fields of art, science, and human welfare – my only chance to be a “success, I fear.”
6. Yesterday was a “red letter” day in the way of new achievement. My posts on The Mountaineer: interviewer, feature writer, editor, book editor, head writer, advertising copy solicitor, type setter, proof reader, make-up man, and press feeder. Proud? Sure, why not! What if it is only a 5-col., 4-page sheet!
7. Bud just dropped in on his late check of exam-cramming Hoon Hallers. Must quit.
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