Eccentric Flower:200906/Two Months Retrograde

One thing about going through old entries is that the things I mark as favorites may not be of potential interest to others. That's fine, not a problem, but if I call your attention to them after the fact, do I call your attention to them because they were interesting to me, or because I think they will be interesting to you? And what about entries which will only be interesting to specific subsets of "you"?

Did that all make sense? Let's cut to the film.

I like "Baton Rouge Stories" a lot. This is the only record I have of attending my sister's wedding, and the first time I spent any time around my mother once some of the gender-bending began (i.e. the first time she saw me with earrings, etc), and the anecdotes and observations in it are important to me. To the rest of you, probably less so.

An entry in November of 1999 which marks a particular apex for me (as I say on the index page for that month, it's all downhill from there, at least in that aspect of my life), again, is personally significant, but even I have to admit it's not very interesting, and in fact I haven't marked it as a favorite.

On the other hand, one of my other marked favorites for October 1999, about the film American Beauty, will probably be of interest - but only to Jette. And the notes on my trip to Colorado, which I did not mark as a favorite, will be of interest mostly to the people I saw there.

And on the other other hand, it's my assumption that everyone loves to read a good rant now and again, especially when it's not about how much I suck. (A couple of reader responses of the time follow it, in the entry after it.)

Then again, I could be utterly wrong about what everyone wants to read. I've gotten it wrong before. I do know everyone wants to look at photos, which is one reason I have been updating the Photo of the Day faithfully - so don't forget to keep looking, eh? Meanwhile, here's an entry with a few more.

Tastes change. Sometimes my own. In November of 1999, possibly because it was admidst so much angst about one of my full-length manuscripts, I really welcomed the advent of "The Tale of the Forbidden Pearl." Now I look at it, and it has become the first chunk of in-journal fiction that I haven't marked as a favorite so far in this mammoth reread. There's less there than I remember.

In the opposite direction, I'm sure at the time I answered Al's little survey, I thought it was just a frivolity; now I look at it and I realize that I inadvertently revealed a lot of interesting and important things, enough that I'm a little embarrassed at the disclosure level. Go figure.

But some things are constant. "Memoranda" and "Signs, portents, and pies" will always make me laugh. It's nice to have something that consistently makes one laugh.