I know nothing of Emily Dickinson

But while watching a comedian on Netflix this evening I heard him recite the following poem:

I dwell in Possibility 

I dwell in Possibility –

A fairer House than Prose –

More numerous of Windows –

Superior – for Doors –

Of Chambers as the Cedars –

Impregnable of eye –

And for an everlasting Roof

The Gambrels of the Sky –

Of Visitors – the fairest –

For Occupation – This –

The spreading wide my narrow Hands

To gather Paradise –

The show is entitled "The Bill Murray Stories" and I recommend it. I'll try avoid spoilers, but it is more about philosophy, living and being than comedy. He read that poem to some workers who were working on a poetry place - I have no idea what that place is, but it was being built and Bill showed up and read that poem to them while they were on break. Mr. Murray leads an interesting life. He took the lessons he learned studying improv and applied them to his life. That made me reflect that perhaps that's what life is - we are all doing improv, some days we hit our marks and carry it off, some days we miss our mark and are carried off, but the show does go on.

We have had some very pleasant weather but since winter will be back soon I have been being productive while I can. First up, a walnut bowl:

The wood for that one came from a tree that blew over here in town due to a microburst in the year 2000. I sawed the tree up and that wood has been drying ever since. Now is the time to make something out of it. That is thing one.

Next, a bowl I turned out of a piece of SpectraPly I was given recently. I hear it is very colorful:

Here is what the chip pile looked like:

It got so cold today I burned all that, plus a bunch of other scrap. It was briefly tolerable out in the yard.

Yesterday afternoon I set about finishing this bowl:

I rough turned it nearly 2 years ago to the day. The wood is red maple with some ambrosia going on. It is a live edge bowl, that is, the bark is still on it. Stop by sometime and I will explain how that is done.

That tree, and another similar one were given to me by a nice woman who lives over in the big city. I gave her two bowls from those trees - she will keep one and leave the other with the house when she sells it. She lives in a house that was part of a historic homestead (read plantation) with a name you would recognize from the news. Anyway, she is a lovely woman who was lookin' out for ol' 60.

Here is the sunrise the other day:

I almost missed it - the sun is rising earlier every day and I was tired, wanted to sleep in, but peeked out the window and then hustled out to snap that picture. No telling what it looked like a bit earlier, but I will say this - in another minute or two it was gone. The sun had moved and the light had gone off that lower cloud. Sometimes they stick around, other days, bam, you snooze you lose.

I never met Bill Murray, but I did meet Charlie Musselwhite.

“Why aren’t we all doing weird stuff like Bill?”

"In recent years, 64-year-old Murray has become as legendary for his wonderfully “weird” performances off-screen as he has for his performances on it."

During the last five months alone, the “Lost in Translation” star has crashed a Charleston, S.C., bachelor party where he dispensed love advice; showed up at a Los Angeles fan’s “Bill Murray Ice Cream Social”; danced (surprisingly well) to Lil Jon’s “Turn Down for What” at a suburban house party; collected tickets at a minor-league baseball game; and photobombed an engagement shoot. 

“After dinner, he got up and brought the dishes into the cleanup,” says chef Brett McKee, who cooked up supper for the party. “He’s about as down-to-earth as they come.”

“I don’t have a plan and I don’t fit into anyone else’s plan. There are moments and sometimes a moment appears and you step in.”

Bill Murray was asked "What was the oddest experience you had in Japan?"

"The oddest… well, I was eating at a sushi bar. I would go to sushi bars with a book I had called "Making out in Japanese." it was a small paperback book, with questions like "can we get into the back seat?" "do your parents know about me?" "do you have a curfew?"
And I would say to the sushi chef "Do you have a curfew? Do your parents know about us? And can we get into the back seat?"
And I would always have a lot of fun with that, but that one particular day, he said "would you like some fresh eel?" and I said "yes I would." so he came back with a fresh eel, a live eel, and then he walked back behind a screen and came back in 10 seconds with a no-longer-alive eel. It was the freshest thing I had ever eaten in my life. It was such a funny moment to see something that was alive that no longer was alive, that was my food, in 30 seconds."

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Bill Murray’s 1988 interview with Harry Caray

Legendary comedian joined legendary broadcaster before Cubs’ first-ever night game 25 years ago, yesterday.

 

 “I think when I completely lose my mind, Harry, I’m going step right up into your spot in the booth.”