[Hitting publish at midnight would have been a good idea...but I'm finally self-aware!]
Another day, another letter....Give me an A! Give me a B! Yada yada yada ... N!
The 2016 Blogging from A to Z challenge rolls on! Anyone ready to chuck it in? Don't do that!! Chin up, keyboard jockeys! Have you visited some of the other participants? Check out all the great blogs on the list. #AtoZChallenge
Thanks to the creator, Arlee Bird (Tossing It Out), and the team that helps make thewhole A-to-Z shebang happen. A list of great participants can be found at the A to Z Blog site. The basic idea is to blog every day in April except Sundays (26 days), alphabetically, theme optional. Of course, I had to go with a theme: Favorite Characters, Favorite Lines.
In the movie Cast Away, Chuck Noland is a FedEx executive who is all about time and efficiency with barely enough time for family - or his fiance, played by Helen Hunt (hey, she was here yesterday). When his plane crashes in the Pacific, Noland is stranded on an uninhabited island, unless you count the soccer ball he befriends, Wilson. Four long years later, he finally returns to civilization. Things have changed, his fiance - though she still loves him - has moved on and started a family. But hope springs eternal, as the saying goes...
N is for Noland!
Time rules over us without mercy. Not caring if we’re healthy or ill. Hungry or drunk. Russian, American, beings from Mars. It’s like a fire, it could either destroy us or it could keep us warm. That’s why every FedEx office has a clock, because we live or we die by the clock. We never turn our back on it and we never ever allow ourselves the sin of losing track of time.
I absolutely, positively have to get to Memphis tonight.
Pilot Jack: Cannot help you. Try UPS.
Hey, is all this turbulence from Santa and those eight tiny reindeer.
Noland: Look what I have created. I have made fire. I have made fire!
Noland: You’ve gotta love crab. In the nick of time too. I couldn’t take much more of those coconuts. Coconut milk is a natural laxative. Things that Gilligan never told us. We’ve made real fire, huh, Wilson. So, Wilson?
[in the cave trying to sleep] Noland looks at Wilson:
You still awake? Me too. You scared? Me too.
Noland [Launching his "boat"]: Okay. Here we go, Wilson. You don’t
have to worry about anything. I’ll do all the paddling. You just hang on.
Noland and Wilson are separated in the ocean:
Wilson! I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Wilson. Wilson,
I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Wilson! I can’t! Wilson! Wilson!
I never should’ve gotten on that plane. I never should’ve gotten out of the car.
And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing, because
tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?