Everyday Ordinary Things

I get it, most of the time I fall outside of two standard deviations. I spend most of my time running, writing painting reading, but never sitting down and doing nothing.

And tonight I did.

It’s not all that hyperbolic to say I don’t know how to work our television. It’s not second nature to me.

Basically because I never tried. If we were to watch a television show my wife usually tunes it in . I can get to a soccer game on the television.

But tonight I sat down and watched an episode of Northern Exposure.

Then I may watch another one later. I am also sitting drinking a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon. Look I am within a standard deviation of the rest of the population.

I must admit

What drew me to Northern Exposure many years ago was how unique it was. Tonight‘s episode talked about Russian literature (my favorite), dream psychology, and the concept of a duel at high noon. And Holling went through with not killing any animals, which is right up my alley.

All interesting subjects. I originally watched the show 25 to 30 years ago.

Now I do kind of understand why our parents still watch Gunsmoke.

Not really

One response to “Everyday Ordinary Things”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    What a wonderfully honest and reflective piece! 🌙
    You’ve captured that rare and often overlooked beauty of simply being still — of pausing long enough to rediscover something familiar yet freshly meaningful. There’s such quiet poetry in your evening — a can of Pabst, an old show, and the realization that even doing “nothing” can be deeply restorative.

    Your reflections on Northern Exposure brought back the very charm that made it special — the thoughtful blend of intellect, humor, and heart. It’s lovely how you connected its themes to your own interests — Russian literature, dream psychology, compassion for life — all threads that clearly resonate with who you are.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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