End of Summer

Well here we are at the (almost) unofficial end of summer. School starts back up in one week. I know I say this or at least think it every year, but it sure seems like the road through summer is quite long at the beginning, and then before you know it you're at the end of the path already. Where does all that time go? Probably gets subjugated into some alternate universe, lost time never to be recovered. Certainly we cannot have actually experienced all that time. I don't remember half of it anyway.

But Mother Nature has been pounding us with her hot flashes, and temperatures well over 100 on more than a few days in the last couple weeks. It's been a great time to relish the amazingness that is the chocolate milkshake, which I admit I have indulged in more than once in the last week. What could be better on a hot summer's day?

I was suppose to be finishing out the second weekend of performances of the Light Opera Theatre of Sacramento's production of Gilbert & Sullivan's Iolanthe this weekend. But as is practically the norm for these times we now live in, several people in the company tested positive for Covid, and we could no longer continue. 

The first weekend went well, anyway. It was a talented cast and orchestra they assembled, but now it's ended early and will be but a footnote in history. You remember that time we have to cancel all our remaining shows of Iolanthe? Yeah, something like that.

But on this surprisingly mild Sunday afternoon, I elected to spend time relaxing at home, and put a movie on through Hulu. A classic: You've Got Mail. Who doesn't love a Tom Hanks flick from the previous century? From when I was a kid. Well, I was 23. But boy, is it funny to watch older films filled with the latest technologies of their era - which are obsolete by today's standards. AOL Online, dial up internet. laptop computers that were veritable bricks. All the things my son will never get to experience. 

Of course my childhood predates even this technology. I lived through the birth of the personal home computer, the rise of low resolution pixelated video gaming systems. The pager! The birth of the cell phone! My son will never believe we grew up with without these things.

And Tom Hanks just made a joke about people who collect shot glasses on their travels. I...totally do that.

But we still had our wall mounted home telephones and VCR's and romantic comedies like You've Got Mail. And who doesn't love a good romantic flick full of hope and dreams and all that sappy stuff that makes us gag but yet we secretly love.

Well. It's a nice way to end the summer anyway.