"Yellow!"
Posted: 11 Oct 2023, 00:22
(That's how my wife and I answer the phone when the other is calling.)
That said, "Hi!"
I was feeling thoughtful this afternoon and posted a rather lengthy and random post on the Fans of BF site on Facebook where it was promptly taken down by them for some reason. Something is amiss in the stars as another post elsewhere earlier in the day was also removed. That one I figured out. There was a question asking about favorite DJs growing up (back in the 60s), and one name I mentioned was Dick Summer in Boston. Until I changed it to Richard, it got removed. Ironically, the post below mine was referring to talk show host Rush Limprichard (less formally stated there), and that was fine. Go figure.
Anyhow, I wrote what's been happening since my retirement as well as other random thoughts. I believe my rejection came from a link I included that didn't have that little padlock up in the corner.
(1) I retired in 2008 and had a couple of great years doing nothing! As my wife is way younger than I am, she was (and is) still working, and I felt a bit guilty saying goodby every morning, so I picked up a part-time job at a free advertising newspaper. As is happening to much of the print media, the issues got pretty skinny, and my few services were no longer needed. That gave me another couple of years off. Unfortunately, during the Covid thing, my wife's pay went from really bad to even worse as her salary is tied to enrollment (private school/academy), so to help stem the financial bleeding and stop falling further behind, a year and a half ago, I became a three-day-a-week Walmart associate. Other than being on my feet for eight hours, it isn't that bad. I see lots of former students and colleagues. I am hanging in.
(2) I am nearing the end of my 77th year and am seeing way too many passings. I understand I could have twenty seconds or twenty years left - none of us knows, so I have pretty much been living in the here and now. I see every day as a gift (that's why they call it 'the present'), and when it's time, it's okay for me. As Woody Allen said, "I am not afraid of dying. I just don't want to be there when it happens." Einstein said, "“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another,” so I am planning to be a musician the next time around (unless I end up an indistinct orb).
(3) My short-term memory isn't so hot these days but ask me anything about the 60s.
(4) My short-term memory isn't so hot these days but ask me anything about the 60s
(5) I will close for now with a recommended short story that got me to think, but I am still not sure I fully understand it. With no agenda other than I found it fascinating. It's called "The Egg" by Andy Weir. It's only three pages. I think it gave me hope.
Anyhow, to anyone who sees this, stay well!
That said, "Hi!"
I was feeling thoughtful this afternoon and posted a rather lengthy and random post on the Fans of BF site on Facebook where it was promptly taken down by them for some reason. Something is amiss in the stars as another post elsewhere earlier in the day was also removed. That one I figured out. There was a question asking about favorite DJs growing up (back in the 60s), and one name I mentioned was Dick Summer in Boston. Until I changed it to Richard, it got removed. Ironically, the post below mine was referring to talk show host Rush Limprichard (less formally stated there), and that was fine. Go figure.
Anyhow, I wrote what's been happening since my retirement as well as other random thoughts. I believe my rejection came from a link I included that didn't have that little padlock up in the corner.
(1) I retired in 2008 and had a couple of great years doing nothing! As my wife is way younger than I am, she was (and is) still working, and I felt a bit guilty saying goodby every morning, so I picked up a part-time job at a free advertising newspaper. As is happening to much of the print media, the issues got pretty skinny, and my few services were no longer needed. That gave me another couple of years off. Unfortunately, during the Covid thing, my wife's pay went from really bad to even worse as her salary is tied to enrollment (private school/academy), so to help stem the financial bleeding and stop falling further behind, a year and a half ago, I became a three-day-a-week Walmart associate. Other than being on my feet for eight hours, it isn't that bad. I see lots of former students and colleagues. I am hanging in.
(2) I am nearing the end of my 77th year and am seeing way too many passings. I understand I could have twenty seconds or twenty years left - none of us knows, so I have pretty much been living in the here and now. I see every day as a gift (that's why they call it 'the present'), and when it's time, it's okay for me. As Woody Allen said, "I am not afraid of dying. I just don't want to be there when it happens." Einstein said, "“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another,” so I am planning to be a musician the next time around (unless I end up an indistinct orb).
(3) My short-term memory isn't so hot these days but ask me anything about the 60s.
(4) My short-term memory isn't so hot these days but ask me anything about the 60s
(5) I will close for now with a recommended short story that got me to think, but I am still not sure I fully understand it. With no agenda other than I found it fascinating. It's called "The Egg" by Andy Weir. It's only three pages. I think it gave me hope.
Anyhow, to anyone who sees this, stay well!