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The trip to the new section of the N. C. Museum of Art was a little disappointing. The lighting was bad as far as I was concerned. It may not have mattered if I'd never seen the art before, but I been visiting these paintings and sculptures since I was a little boy, and I noticed.
I noticed, for instance, in the one Thomas Cole painting the museum has owned for a long time (as long as I remember) has a splash of red I could spot all the way across the old gallery. No more. I had to get within one foot of the painting and search for it. The Brown painting of the shoe shine boys was flat and dull and looked more like a magazine cover illustration than a master work. What a drag, man.
After I left the museum I drove over to this huge shopping center to go for a long walk inside the air-conditioned buildings. I must have walked for a couple of miles. The shopping center has two stories, and lots of stairs to go up and down. Very good place for getting some aerobic exercise.
They have an Apple store at this shopping center. I stopped in to see if they had any software I might want to buy. I didn't expect to find anything because I've looked before. What surprised me was how many people were there. Later, I realized that Apple started selling the new iPhones today.
When I thought of that I realized there probably wasn't that many people after all. If I'd wanted to I might have been able to pick one up just because I just happened to walk into the store. I might get an iPhone before long. I'm still mulling it over.
I gotta get a better idea of the costs I may be signing up for. Since I don't use a phone very much I may be able to get on the internet through wifi and not have to use the 3G cell phone minutes as much. I could have used the GPS all day long and felt much more confident that I wouldn't get lost. The GPS feature is probably the most useful part of having a smartphone.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
