Casablanca

For the umpteenth time I watched Casablanca tonight.

No matter how many times I have watched it, I pick up on things I do not remember seeing or hearing during earlier viewings.

And some things seem so obvious. Tonight I "heard" for the first time what Ilsa called "Rick." Truly an incredible movie.

And no matter how many times I've watched it, it seems I forget the way Rick planned the departure of Ilsa and Victor. The movie really seems tightly and so very well written.

Hmmm...

Alice Springs

While at the local Army post today, I ran into a retired Army sergeant whose career field was military intelligence. He says that Alice Springs was among the top five sought-after postings in Army military intelligence. The top sought-after spot was a Navy site in northern Scotland. He says he "closed" that site, probably back in the 90's. We saw personnel from that site when I was stationed at RAF Lakenheath, 1986 - 1989.

Just reminiscing.

I had the opportunity to visit Alice Springs back in 2005 or so but thought it best not to visit. Hmmm...



"the spell of highway one...a woman on my mind...and thinking of the way things might have been...a woman who holds me from the past...if tomorrow ever comes, it will be too late..."

Hiking in Washington State

I spent the day hiking in the Mt St Helens National Monument Area north of Portland, Oregon. It reminded me of the time we went hiking up the northeast coast of England, from Robin Hood's Bay to Whitby.

I would have enjoyed the hike so much more with my soul mate.

Love Is a Very, Very Interesting Phenomenon

Love is different for everyone, but for me, I would pigeon hole myself in the "Out of Africa" variety.

"When in the end, the day came on which I was going away, I learned the strange learning that things can happen which we ourselves cannot possibly imagine, either beforehand, or at the time when they are taking place, or afterwards when we look back on them." -- Karen Blixen (Isak Dinesen), Out of Africa, 1937.

Call me. 

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Ring, Ring, ABBA

I've re-opened the blog for a few days. Too much is going on.


The Lights Are Blindin' Me, Slim Dusty