Tuesday … Clockwork White
February 24, 2009 § 9 Comments
This is a pile of clocks in my (corporate) office. We are an international company. It’s useful to keep a clock on the wall for each time zone in which we’re working. I moved offices a few weeks ago, and box-filed during the hodgepodge of the move, my clocks are still waiting to be tacked on the wall.
In the meantime, I find I also look less and less at my wristwatch, at time overall. I have tons of light pouring through two giant windows. When it stops pouring in, I know it’s time to go home. Or, that the weather has turned bleak.
The clock on the left shows the time in New South Wales; the middle, clock, I dunno, that is to say that I think it’s cheesey little hands got bumped in the move; and, on the right, the clock shows Central Standard Time, USA.
People still bop into my new digs to see what time it is. I point to the floor. They don’t understand. They ask what time it is in blah-blah-land. I shrug. They say they’re lost without the white-clock-decor, and walk out. Am I really so reckless (feckless?) that I can war through the day without these stark little faces staring at me?
I snapped this shot after 5 pm so that no colleagues were (c)harmed or disturbed by the making of this photo.
Book selections …
TIME AND AGAIN by Jack Finney was a gift from my Gran when I was in middle school. She figured I’d have the patience to read it. And oh, it was magic. It was better than anything of that ilk that I had read by then (Tolkien, Vern, Travers, any of them…) moreover because it was so unexpected.
The book had only a few pictures, which leant them all the more intrigue.
What’s it about? you ask.
It’s a cross-time love story. Turn of the century thing. A guy becomes part of a university experiment (sans cruelty or torture, TG.) You think you know all about those, about such formulaic tales, but no, stay thy impatiece. If you haven’t read it, give it a whirl. Pictured below is the “old” version, the one with the cover I have and beneath the papery intrigues is a dark brown linen-esque cover.
And then there’s a second one: FROM TIME TO TIME. It’s on the shelf next to its quietly magnificent predecessor. It’s a soft cover, thus my unmatched set but you can buy the soft cover duo now.)
I haven’t read this second one.
I haven’t touched it yet.
I’m saving it. I love knowing it’s there. I love knowing it will pleasantly surprise me no matter how it goes.