The word “serendipity” is defined as something beneficial or desirable that is found or that occurs by accident or chance. A while back, I coined the word “serendoogle” (serendipity + google) for something cool/interesting you come across while you’re googling for something else.
And then there is that glorious, bottomless *SEARCHABLE* Alice-in-Wonderland rabbit hole called “YouTube.” One of my favorite activities in these long days of isolation has become “channel surfing” YouTube for serendubes. (If you think about it, it’ll come to you. . .)
The other day, those arcane YouTubean algorhythms coughed up a video called Art in Isolation. The one I chanced upon was number 6 in a series, was short (around 15 minutes), and looked interesting. Because I am well trained in the art of binge watching, instead of watching that one, I naturally searched for episode 1 and watched it.
Turns out, they’re a whole series of videos by this Brit art dealer guy geeking out about various pieces in his personal art collection, which is interesting if you are into that kind of thing, but, guys — his house! Look at THAT HOUSE! Only in Britain, where you can hardly turn around without falling over something historic*, could you have a house like that that! By the time I’d watched back up to episode 6, I was like, enough about the art, dude**. Do a tour of that house!
*As for history here in the flat lands of Tx, we have the Clovis culture, followed by 11,000 years of hunter/gatherers wandering over bald prairie dropping the odd stone arrowhead until my town was founded in 1876. No ancient neolithic monuments, no Roman ruins, or castles, or medieval stone cottages or stately homes. Nada. Bubkes. Zip. **which is why God gave us the mute function/button/icon.
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