Zut alors, I did not weigh in on the Web log yesterday because my computer was kaput. Howard built me a new one. He is a clever man! It is fun to have a fresh computer. It is like a new start.
Howard took pictures of all the components that went into the computer, including a vintage 1980s keyboard.
Why are we talking about computers anyway?
I need to get out. All day yesterday I was cleaning the house. I was trying to follow the Roman New Year's custom that the priest at my church told me about. In Rome they get rid of all their clutter and all the stuff they don't use. It is high time I did that with my life! So I am trying to do that.
But there is so much clutter! At one point in the living room I almost burst into tears. There was clutter wherever I looked!
That serving cart I bought a few weeks ago at that estate sale, there was even clutter on that!
My computer was pretty much kaput anyway so I could not work so what the heck.
Before the computer fritzed out I worked and I wrote this big long chapter about Leonard Pennario in the late 1940s. It was funny, that chapter appeared by magic. Between all the Christmas going-out and all the cookie baking, suddenly there it was.
I wish my housecleaning could be accomplished so easily!
Oh my gosh my golly. Wandering the Web I am finding proof of what the padre was telling me. He told me that in Italy it is an old custom actually to throw your old things out of the windows on New Year's Eve.
Now I am on about.com and I am finding that is true.
They throw their stuff out of the windows!
Not only that but they listen to classical music. I am reading that in Rome a huge crowd turns out in the Piazza del Popolo. "They celebrate with rock and classical music and, of course, fireworks." That is a picture up above of New Year's Eve in the Piazza del Popolo.
A perfect world!
You listen to rock and classical music and then you go home and throw your stuff out of the windows!
Of course in Buffalo everyone would be going around picking up the stuff other people are throwing out of their windows.
We would all end up with more clutter than we had to begin with.