Maundering Monday: The Heart is A Lowly Punter

Fun fact: three of my children graduated from the same High School as the novelist Carson McCullers. They were all pretty sure the school hadn’t been renovated since she graduated. In 1934.

When I first heard the name of Carson McCullers’ most famous novel, I didn’t quite hear it right… hence the name of this post.


It’s easy to store up a lot of mispronounced words when you are more of a reader than a talker; similarly, it’s easy to build up a lot of senseless gibberish when you hear things you never see written down. Song lyrics are renown for that; we think we know the words to a song, then we see them written down somewhere, and think, yeesh, I wasn’t even close.

Thunder only happens when it’s rainin’
Players only love you when they’re playin’
Say women, they will come and they will go
When the rain watches, you’ll clean your nose

It turns out that I hadn’t heard those words quite right.


Technically, “every kiss” begins with “e”.


I love watching the sport that Europeans call “football” as well as the one Americans call “football”. I watch these sports online; I haven’t watched a game on my television in a few years.

Being a sports fan who supports various mostly losing franchises, watching sports can be a very frustrating experience. However, in this age, I can wait until I know the score first, then watch only games where my teams win.

If this sounds insane to you: it is.

I don’t always watch games on tape delay, but when I do, I’m enjoying it the entire time.


I love television commercials, particularly when they are local and awful. I still get national ads when I watch shows or sporting events online, but not as many local ads.

Not all local ads are horrible, though; early this year, an ad was running (in the nearby city of Columbus) that I thought was awesome:

To me, local creative efforts, like local merchants, are worth time and attention.

And, of course, you never know when a local artist will become a national figure, like Carson McCullers did when she wrote her great book about heartbreak and football.

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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