Throwback Thursday From Feb. 2015 – “But Wait! There’s More!”
IS IT ALMOST CHRISTMAS AGAIN?”
It must be because our mailbox is crammed with catalogs every day. Catalogs from places we’ve never heard of are arriving at a dizzying pace and almost all of them go straight into the recycle bin.
Throwback Thursday From Feb. 2015 – “People are SO Suspicious”
I’VE BEEN WORKING on a sequel of a novel I wrote a couple years ago and I’m trying to gather some technical information about cell phones to use as a plot device. You’d think I was asking for info on how to construct my own H-bomb.
Boo!
There, now Halloween is officially over – the Pre-Season, if you will. It is time for the professionals to take the field. We are into the Big Time, Serious Holiday Season.
I THINK OF MYSELF AS A FRIENDLY SORT OF PERSON. I rarely ignore people or kick puppies. I’m only rude to people who richly deserve it, and then I do it in such a way that they don’t notice it – everyone else around will see it, but not the object of my affliction.
WHILE HANGING TEN OFF MY KEYBOARD today I bumped into a tidbit of info that is, perhaps, the most Obvious, Redundant, and Dumb As a Sackful of Hammers thing I’ve seen in quite a while.
The University of Pennsylvania, Department of English, is offering a course with the title of, “Wasting Time On The Internet.”
THE OTHER DAY I READ A POSTING on another blog that I follow:
http://ryanlanz.com/2015/03/14/why-so-many-people-write-at-starbucks/
He was asking about why people spend time doing their writing at St. Arbucks (The Patron Saint of Jittery People) instead of at home or in restraints or custody, or wherever. His approach was, in my opinion, rather scholarly. He spoke of brain function, past writers having secluded cottages, etc. I was impressed. I thought that I did a lot of my writing there simply because they made better coffee than me.
YOU ARE READING THIS on Monday. I am typing this on Friday afternoon. Knowing that might help you to understand what follows.
As I type this the sun is shining and the temperature in beautiful Terre Haute, Indiana is 13 degrees, Fahrenheit. I might look back on that as the high point of this weekend.
I WAS WATCHING THE TODAY SHOW the other morning and I saw a most interesting story (Which is odd for the Today Show. Most of the time they present fluff, interspersed with even lighter fluff.) They did a short piece about the new big screen TVs that are now on the market.
It seems that while we are watching them – they are watching us.
They showed a new Samsung television as their example. The TV has a camera and microphone that enables it to take both visual and verbal commands. The catch is, that as it listens and it watches, it is recording as well and, according to the technical info on the TV says, that this recorded info will be transmitted to a third party.
If that’s a party I wasn’t invited.
I JUST LOVE BLOGGING on holidays and today is no exception.
Today is Groundhog Day 2015!! Let the hoopla begin!!
Having grown up in Western Pennsylvania I was taught, early on, that Groundhog Day was a Big Deal. It was right up there with July 4th, Labor Day, and the day that the new car models were unveiled by Detroit. Groundhog Day had implications for the rhythm of daily life, with just a spoonful of local mysticism thrown in. And the town of Punxsutawney was a combination of Stonehenge and Jerusalem – the nexus of everything Groundhoggish.
I WAS SITTING IN MY PEW at the Chapel of St. Arbucks yesterday, staring into my coffee, when a rogue thought crawled across my consciousness: Was it fifteen years ago when millions of people were all bent out of shape about the new millennium?
In the late 1990s fear of the new millennium became quite an industry. Catalogues of products and books were available that were designed to nurture fears and then to offer solutions, all at steep prices, with financing available.
For those of you under 25 years of age I will explain. Pay attention, take notes. This will be on the test.
Down the Hall on Your Left 