Today while lying in my hammock, I got to thinking about how things seem to get screwed up, especially on the Internet. It is the nature of the beast, it gets us all, and the reasons are fairly simple, nothing complex about it.
This year (which is incidentally better than half way over), I have learned some new tricks, smoothed out some new wrinkles in my life. Learned if you see a notice on a FakeBook site and it says, “Closed Site” or something stating it is more or less private, then it would be a good deal to pass.
As you age, change is inevitable and in my case, hard to adjust to. I guess, unlike the typical Okie, who lives in a fast-paced, experience-driven, multiple-option world, where choice and personal values pale beside the possibility of exposure to the latest, the biggest, the fastest, the most prestigious, and don’t forget ……. “the best” ……. or the most expensive.
All this week for some strange reason I have been obsessing with time. Which is a form of anxiety or worry I suppose you could say. Each day I swear to myself, “I am going to write a piece on time” but never seem to get to it for some reason. Continue reading
This is going to sound strange to some of you, and if you do not buy into it, that is fine. But I swear, as hard as it is to say it this is true. (I am not making this up …well most of it anyway)
We are in China-World, Cup Cake and myself, and we are standing in the home appliance section, she is looking for this waffle-looking-cooking deal and I am as usual, bored out of my skull. Continue reading
There is something being kicked around, a new vision on the horizon for bus owners. People are discussing the possibility of bringing something back from the dead (no this is not Jerry Springer, this is the real deal), a de facto expired bus board pulled from the trash-bin and given new life. Continue reading