The Egyptian Blues

            On Sunday morning I dreamed I was in England helping a woman either find treasure or solve a crime. I was doing some digging in a parking lot while some black teenagers were sitting at an outdoor lunch counter mocking me. Oddly the counter faced the parking lot and the diners had their backs to the sidewalk. Since this was a Jewish neighbourhood they said something about me being a Jew. Sitting at the end of the counter however was Cher, who was telling them that they shouldn’t be saying anti-Semitic things. 

            I finished working out the chords for “Mélo Mélo” by Serge Gainsbourg. I ran through the song in French and English and uploaded it to my Christian’s Translations blog where I began to edit the HTML text so that the text and chords are where I placed them in the original document. 

            I took a siesta from 12:00 to 13:40. 

            I had tomatoes and avocados for lunch. 

            In the afternoon I took a bike ride to Ossington and Bloor. 

            I continued to research the references in Oscar Wilde’s “The Critic As Artist”. I looked up a quote from Homer about “the wine dark sea” and found he wasn’t the only ancient Greek who thought of the sea being the colour of wine. It seems there is very little reference in ancient writing to the colour blue. It was only after the Egyptians invented blue dye and began colouring the things they created with it that the rest of the world became aware of the colour. If we didn’t see blue until it was used in Egyptian artwork it ties in with Wilde’s theory that all life imitates art. 

            I took a siesta from 18:30 to 19:30 and then did a little more research. I got a little past part two of the dialogue when it was dinner time. 

            I had tomatoes and avocados followed by strawberries with blueberries, apple sauce and orange juice while watching Andy Griffith. 

            In this story Aunt Bee’s birthday is the next day but she has specifically insisted that Andy and Opie not make a fuss over her. But after saying that she spies a beautiful bed jacket in Luken’s Style Shop. After she finds she can’t afford it she begins to hint to Andy but he doesn’t pick up on it. When she runs into the mayor who is on his way to do some city business with Andy, she hints to him as well, hoping it will be passed on to Andy. Her hint however reminds the mayor that his wife will be back in town soon and he needs to get her a present and so he asks Andy to pick up the bed jacket for him. Bee and her friend Clara just happen to be across the street when Andy pulls up in front of Luken’s store to get the bed jacket and they think he is buying it for her. The next day when Bee opens her presents she is very disappointed to see that Andy has given her a box of preserve jars. After Bee leaves the room crying Clara comes to the door and wants to know how Bee’s present looks on her. Andy learns of the bed jacket and then goes out to try to get another one. He discovers that Mrs Lukens only had the one and so he goes to the mayor and asks to buy the bed jacket from him. The mayor has been coveting Andy’s favourite fishing rod “Eagle Eye Annie” because it has an uncanny ability to catch fish. He trades the bed jacket for the rod. Andy returns and tells Bee that she left the room so fast she forgot to open her third present. She is very happy to get the bed jacket. But then the mayor comes to Andy and says that his wife came home and found out that he bought a bed jacket and since he did not give it to her she thinks it was for another woman. He asks Andy to call her and straighten it out. Andy says he will do it if the mayor sells him back “Eagle Eye Annie.”