I HOPE THIS PICTURE IS SUITABLY STRANGE OR
SPOOKY. I JUST WANT, FROM TIME TO TIME, TO
fullfil the title of my Blog/blog. Boo. It's been about a month now since I have entered
into this particular form of masochism.
I, who am practically veiled when I go out,
actually thought it was a good idea to say,
"Hello world, here I am!"
And I was right to trust in the kindness of strangers.
Funny, but I seem to be treated with more tact
and appreciation by the bloggy world than by
kith and kin.
What has become apparent is that
despite my willingness to lose my dignity, and
practically beg for any friend or relation to
PUHLEEEEZE just click on my Blog, I am
offered the lamest excuses why this is almost
immpossible. High on the list is the "busy" factor,
and getting to it after "the holidays".
Well, there will always be a holiday around the corner.
Another excuse is based on the misinformation that
blogs are noisy, negative places where political maniacs
gather.
Or as my dearest friend says, "I have better things to do
than spend the day on the computer". I myself would rather
say, "the dog ate the keyboard".
But the very worst part is my fear of technology. I come
from a time when the most complicated after school task
was to turn on"I Love Lucy". Now, when I look at the
computer screen, just the phrase,"click", is somewhat of a
challenge. What if I do, and everything disappears? What if
I don't and I keep going in circles? I've done both.
The other day when my all my pictures disappeared, I had
an urge to resort to old behavior, which is to hit any
mechanical object. I refrained. Pictures returned in their
own sweet time
Instead I became very philosophical. As I do with most
things that disappear from my life, I just say,"It wasn't
meant to be". I'll think of it as a late summer romance,
fleeting, and lot's of fun. But September always comes.
Yet, I'm back! Maybe it's the angel on my shoulder!!!
Here's a quote, appropos of nothing
but fun:
I can't understand why a person will take a year
to write a novel when he can easily buy one for a
few dollars.
Fred Allen,
US radio comedian ( 1894-1956)
