The rain doesn’t seem to be bothering them. And the squirrel is having a good time.
I don’t know if this happens to other people or not; I don’t recall ever reading about it or discussing it with anyone, but sometimes I wake up thinking of words or phrases. Sounds weird, right? Let me explain. I woke up this morning around 3 a.m. and I thought of the word amanuensis. In case you don’t know, it means a person who writes from dictation, or copies a manuscript, or even who signs a document on behalf a of another person. The first time I heard the word it was defined as a male secretary.
I went back to sleep and woke up around 6:15. Right after I opened my eyes I thought of Schrödinger’s Cat. Please don’t ask me explain what it, I can’t satisfactorily, because I only partially understand it. Simply, it is a thought experiment that delves into quantum entanglement.
Why, you well ask, was I thinking about these things upon awakening? I don’t know. Perhaps they are remnants of dreams that I don’t remember having, though I can’t conceive of a dream I might have that would involve Schrödinger’s Cat, let alone an amanuensis. Let me know if you have any ideas about why words come into my head when I wake up.
I spent some time listening to the album Sticks Up! by Bobby Hutcherson this morning. I bought the digital version of the album when I found it on sale a few months ago. I was happy to find it, because I hadn’t heard it since my college days. A friend of mine, I think it was Jerry Warburton, bought the album and we listened to it often. It is a Blue Note album from the 60’s, and they put out some great music in that decade. That’s when I started listening to Donald Byrd, Lee Morgan, and Duke Pearson. Finding Sticks Up! on Amazon made it a good day for me. Listening to it again this morning helped dispel some of the gloom from this rainy day.