In the year 2024

So I was downloading the pictures from my camera and was in the process of editing and naming them as I always do and one of the photos, shown above, of Jay in the racecar simulator I titled Renault...2024. Jay will be twenty in 2024. It wasn't the fact that he'll be twenty. I can't wait until I can pack him off to uni and out the house! It was the fact that it'll be 2024! For some reason that seems very futuristic. I have a very awful dance version of the song In the year 2525 and all I could think if was that song and how so much of Orwell's vision is now a reality and that Aldous Huxley is probably shuddering to think that his position on overpopulation and overorganisation has manifested itself so articulately in the world today. Did you know that Huxley wrote Brave New World in only four months? Incroyable.
Yeah, so this 2024 business. It's just wierd to me. For some reason it has really struck a chord with me and I'm having a hard time getting my head around the fact that it's not really that far away. I seem to be able to deal with years up to 2010 and then after that it starts feeling a bit surreal. Protestation against the passing of time and youth perhaps?
Blah, blah, psychobabble. Reading a great book at the moment - Nelson's Purse. It's fascinating and I feel I'm learning an integral part of England's history despite the fact that I did actually study that for Common Entrance exams at 13. What, you mean I'm actually supposed to remember the stuff I learned at school? Check out the publisher's blurb - if you're interested in history, it's a great read.
Nelson's Purse
Still recommending John Berendt's City of Falling Angels as well. I think it's the better one when compared to In the Garden of Good and Evil but perhaps because I'm biased towards anything Italian and I have actually been to Venice. I have not yet managed to get to Savannah although it is one of the few places in the States I would actually really like to go to.
Terri - you'll be pleased to hear that I have found somewhere to walk/run at lunchtime. There is a huge cemetary near the university. Macabre I know but it has great walking paths and is very beautiful; as well as the headstones and graves there are lovely fountains and grottos, some pretty impressive mauseleums all set in a grassy, wooded area of about 30 acres. Other than the crazy groundsmen who are a bit of a hazard on their quads it's perfect for walking. Much better than being along side a busy road. I have yet to find a walking partner but for now company designation falls to my iPod who manages to keep me suitably entertained. I do miss walking with the girls at Pru though and am not looking forward to the wintery walks here come October. A bit different from walking in a balmy Phoenix winter.
Ciao for now!