On The Tip Of My Finger

Introduction

Every so often I see posts on my blog come up and think they are worthy of sharing on Vocal. I know no one may read this, but they may find it a way to while away five minutes and may discover something from my errant ramblings, then again they might not.

Beloe is the original post from December 2019, fifteen months before I joined Vocal.

On The Tip Of My Finger From Seven Days In

I wear contact lenses and quite often when putting them in, I drop them or can't find them in their container or hit other problems. Sometimes I think I have dropped one in the solution-filled receptacle and come the following morning to see that I messed up and it's dried out next to the sink. Usually, a dip into the solution revives them. Sometimes I find them on the floor, but if you drop them they can go anywhere, down the plughole, stick to your clothes, or the side of the cabinet. Today I lost the contact lens for my right eye, I could find it anywhere and eventually gave up then I got my left eye lens and noticed the end of my finger was very shiny, the right lens had stuck to it so well that I couldn't see it at first.

Any non contact lens wearer, if you wear glasses or have good eyesight you never hit this problem, but as a contact lens wearer it's one of the many inconveniences you experience, however, these are worth the hassle as the benefits of wearing them against glasses are huge not least of which are they don't steam up when you come from the cold outside into a warm house (chip shops are terrible for that).

Anyway at the beginning of the month, to hit 366 posts for the year I calculated I needed to post 13 posts every 11 days. Actually, it's 13 posts every ten days which is roughly four every three days and today is the fifteenth and this is the twentieth post this month so I am just on track so can actually do it.

Continuing on with "On Some Faraway Beach" it put forward the premise that if a record label had a following, that following would investigate and maybe buy anything that that label produced, this had been true of Atlantic, and was true in the seventies of Island and Brian Eno's Obscure imprint. The only records I have on this are Gavin Bryars "Sinking of the Titanic" and "Jesus Blood Never Failed Me Yet", which was based on a homeless man's singing but features Tom Waits as well.

I also have Brian Eno's "Discreet Music" which features deconstructions of Pachelbel's "Canon" which I will share with you for this post, it's strangely relaxing and relaxingly strange, familiar but alien.

Conclusion

One of the things I notice dropping these old posts into the Vocal editor is the number of spelling and grammatical mistakes that I have to correct, though when I wrote the original I didn't have Grammarly or any robust content checker.

You can also see how I often jump about in pieces like this, but that is part of my Edward de Bono-like lateral thought processes and it often inspires me to write or create even more things.

I was first exposed to Edward De Bono on my initial training course to become a computer programmer for Littlewoods in Liverpool and love his ways of thinking and suggestions to adapt them to your own situation.

If you have come this far I hope you have taken something from it.