Well, gee, if I look to see first what story gets the most comments and then write my blog about that, tonight’s winner is the archaeologist who did a bust of Caesar based on a composite of other busts of Caesar, except it doesn’t much look like any of them. I thought it looked like Bill Nighy – you remember, the down and out rock and roller from ‘Love, Actually.’ A lot of other people thought he looked like an alien.
Now, I’m kind of obsessed with a biopic about Caesar’s life which should, obviously, star Bill Nighy.
Which brings us to another topic. After they canceled the Roseanne show, more than one of my Facebook friends suggested that they keep the show, just kick Roseanne off and call it ‘The Conners.’ Well, I don’t know if the studio execs were listening or if it was just such a great idea everybody thought of it at once, but it did strike me as a cool coincidence when studio execs announced just that.
I’d never actually seen the show. I liked the original Roseanne, and she was definitely the heart of it. Whether or not this new one succeeds will be down to the writers. The actors are all good enough, but without smart-assed Roseanne, I don’t know that the show will have any pizzazz at all.
I just hope the write her out in a funny way. Choking on a piece of chicken at Popeye’s maybe. Getting run over by a Fox News van. Abducted by aliens, maybe?
Anyway, Roseanne Barr (the actress, not the character), is unemployed and, as far as comedy is concerned, damn near unemployable. But, Sarah Huckabee Sanders can’t keep up her bullshit forever. I think that job would be a natural for Roseanne.
Everybody came over here in the morning and Helena made pancakes. The original plan was to make waffles, but she tried a new recipe because one of our party has an egg allergy and so the batter was a bit runnier and was just a big mess in the waffle iron, and then by the time breakfast was ready, the L.A. Watsons had to take off, they had a lunch appointment with some friends who are also visiting Prague.
The pancakes did come out just fine in the end, though.
Everybody was around the table, working on a jigsaw puzzle, usually I’m looking at the picture on the box every two seconds, that’s just my m.o., but most of them regarded that as cheating, so we were doing it the hard way. It was cool, though, the team effort. Things everybody can do together are good things, regardless of what thing they are, just because they facilitate being together. We finished it, though.
Then, I taught my last two classes for the year at Kbely. It’s one of the classes I’ll miss but, on the other hand, I am really looking forward to a summer break.
Then I came home and there was a series of confused messages between the 3 parts of our party, the L.A. Watsons, the Seattle Watsons, and the Prague Watsons, which led to a lot of people taking extra trips that were unnecessary, but eventually we all met up at their flat and went for Chinese, and after that we wandered over to a festival that was going on, there’s always something in Prague, and we were enjoying the scene, but left soon after the music started.
The L.A. clan has to get up at 3 something in the godawful morning to start their all day, two stop journey home.
It was great, and it was too short.
Often we get into arguments about whether a politician is truly evil or just stupid. It’s a bad argument. It distracts us with an endless loop. Are they evil or are they stupid, are they evil or are they stupid, and we stop focusing on doing what needs to be done.
In the case of Melania Trump’s choice of jacket today, I’m going to go with evil. Arrogant, entitled, bitchy, condescending, kickdown evil.
First off, she got a lot of undeserved credit for making a statement on the issue, even though it was a half hearted statement “Oh, I feel so bad for the poor children, and Democrats and Republicans must work to change the situation.” It was really a lame, manipulative, self-serving, bullshit statement, but the press acted like she was suddenly Mother Theresa.
And then this. On a trip to visit the dear little incarcerated children, she wore a jacket that said, on the back of it “I don’t really care, do U?”
One of Melania’s aides said there was no hidden message, and Trump said ‘she was referring to the Fake News,’ which makes no sense at all.
The message was not hidden. It was in plain sight. Now, I’m not saying that Melanie Trump is the next Hedy Lamar, but she is a professional fashion model and knows a thing or two about being photographed, and you can be damn sure she knew what the jacket said, and how it would be interpreted.
She really does not care. And, like her husband, we know that she doesn’t care, and she knows that we know that she doesn’t care. And she doesn’t care.
Three rules of travel.
One: Any people more than a couple people and the progress of the group slows to a crawl.
Two: Distances are deceptive
Three: Every time somebody comes to Prague, if I just follow what they want to do, go and see the things they’ve heard about, I will discover new things.
After checking the gang into their B and B, we decided to stop at the restaurant downstairs for drinks, but some people ordered food so everybody ordered food. The restaurant (Globus in Karlin) has pretty good food, and although I sometimes think their prices are a bit high, when our total bill was produced, it wasn’t so bad. But, the service was slow. So, a second round of drinks was ordered because the food was slow. Then, Helena came just as we were finishing up and she ordered a meal, so a few people were on their third drink.
Most didn’t have a clear plan, but Russ wanted to see the Dancing Building, so that became our goal. I suggested we walk along the river to get there, a nice walk a bit cooler by virtue of being near the water, and not beyond reasonable walking distance.
Turns out it was well beyond reasonable walking distance, and the older members of our party (I would say I’m the youngest of the oldest) were all totally beat, but we went up to the terrace at the top of the building for a drink, and I must confess, in all the time I’ve been in Prague, I’ve never been up there. Lovely view.
I still think it’s an ugly building. But, that’s one we can tick off the list.
Multiple screw-ups, but a nice day, and all’s well that ends well. We went out to the airport to pick up our friend arriving from Portugal and it turned out the flight was arriving at 10:55 in the evening, so I felt pretty stupid, but he never said p.m. in his e-mails, and Helena pointed out that this could have been avoided by using European time, i.e. 22:55.
So, then we went to Florenc to pick up the rest of the party, couldn’t seen any bus arriving from Vienna at just that time, took a quick walk around to see, waited a few more and then sent a message saying we were waiting at the station, fortunately he answered back right away “You’re 24 hours too early.”
Anyway, we had a relaxing afternoon and just got back from the airport, flight arrived on time and all is well.
Today was the last day for another class, the lads at the technical school in Prosek who I only taught once every two weeks, and it was an easy class, we talked about films.
Tomorrow, all of our guests are arriving, we have to go out to the airport in the morning and then back into town to meet everybody else at the bus station, so it will be busy. First day, I don’t know we’ll get much sight-seeing done, the main thing will be getting everybody settled in, only one is staying with us the first few days.
We’ve got no set itinerary. Whenever people come to Prague, they come with things in mind, things they want to see, things they’ve heard about, and so we’ll go with that. One of the party has never been here before, so we will do the standard tourist tour at least one day.
We may or may not take a day trip at some point, Konopište maybe, we’;ll see. I’ll keep the daily blog going, and I’m sure there will be interesting tales every day.
In political news, I’m glad to see the White House press corps is not letting this issue of separating small children from their families at the border just slide by. One after another, they ask the same question, and some are pointing out, quite clearly, that there is no law that forces the Trump administration to do this, that’s just a lie.
I have one Facebook friend who, in the time I’ve known her which is probably about a year now, has threatened to leave Facebook on an average of about every goddamned day. Today’s post was about how she actually left but kept getting hints to post stuff to Facebook when she was at other sites, but apparently she was complying, or still just using Facebook, because there was her post.
I have another who periodically bitches about how often he’s been blocked by Facebook, but it’s never been for such a long period of time that I noticed he was gone. Could happen. There are so many people, far more than I ever communicated with regularly in real life, and sometimes somebody will just stop appearing and it takes a long while before you say “Hey, haven’t heard from old whatsisname for awhile.
But, I wonder what he does to get blocked. His political views are considerably less radical than my own, and I’ve never been blocked. He often posts poetry, some of which is his own and some of which is by famous poets he admires, and he posts works of art, and he has one artist he really likes that I’d never heard of who he posts constantly. He doesn’t tend to use bad language.
Who knows. There will always be people who are way too petty about enforcing the rules, there will always be people who try to push the envelope, and there will always be a point where they meet, and clash.
But, also, I suspect he may be exaggerating a bit.