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Sometimes Ya Just Gotta Let it All Hang Out

I had a newspaper interview yesterday. It’s fun to sit beside the interviewer and talk about yourself for an hour or so. Then, after the interview, there’s a photo session. It makes you feel good knowing that something you’ve done has brought pleasure to a stranger.

I’ve been fortunate to have been featured in a number of newspapers, several radio interviews (one of them national) and two television appearances.

The one that stands out (and when I say stands out, I mean stands out) was my second appearance on the silver screen. I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 2006. I did the interview in question a few years later. I used a glorified walker known as a rollator. I was in the studio along with my wife, the interviewer, three camera men and probably another six people (male and female) milling about. I was required to climb upon a platform that was approximately six to eight inches higher than the floor to participate in the show.

Several people gathered around to steady me, while my wife knelt and helped raise my feet onto the platform. Well, wouldn’t you know it, my pants picked that particular time to fall to the floor. To make it worse, I went to the studio the way I went everywhere, and that was commando. I attempted to call my wife’s name as she was concentrating on lifting my legs. I could coerce no sound to leave my mouth. She finally looked up and we rectified the situation. No one said a word and the interview proceeded without a hitch, although I imagine the story was retold more than once.

You never know what’s going to happen as we pass through our day-to-day lives. But ain’t it fun to find out? It gives us plenty to laugh about after the fact.  


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Problems Arise with Keyboards. Is the Problem Really the Keyboard or the Keyboardee…or is it the Keyboarder? See There, Mention a Keyboard and You Automatically Have Additional Problems.

windowslivewriterhowfastcanyoutypeinwordsperminute-521count-the-fingers-1When you write do you ever notice unusual things that appear within your sentences, such as a mistake that just materializes? Not the usual error, but something that brings to mind the possibility of a possessed hard drive. In most cases the faux pas could not be created by any means known to man. It’s nothing like mistakes that a normal human being would make.

I’m what you would call “keyboard challenged,” so I have a few close friends that help me type from time to time. It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you have someone who knows what they’re doing. Occasionally, I’ll be looking at the ceiling while having a conversation with my typist, not paying attention to the sound of the keys tapping, when I glance back at the screen, and my words that were meant to prepare for the next paragraph, are the next paragraph. Ah, the woes of writing.

In conclusion, I feel the need to ask a question: If you’re watching television and one of the characters says “I’ve got six words to say to you,” followed by their statement,  do you count on your fingers the amount of words uttered by the actor, or do you trust the actor is correct?

Ah, such problems on one man’s shoulders; however, I shall gladly bear the burden for all those with the same affliction.

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Rush: A Great Rock Band, but Not a Way to Live

A typical speed limit sign in the United State...

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Have you ever paid attention to how fast the world moves?  If not, step back and take a gander. If you see what I’m seeing, then tell me why we’re in such a hurry.

No sooner did I hear that once you exceed 60 mph your gas mileage suffers that the speed limit bounced up to 70 mph.  It seems to me that we are cutting our own throats to get somewhere a little quicker when all we had to do was leave a little earlier.  Of course, driving slower seems to upset those who would rather leave later, resulting in a rise in road rage. This whole scenario leads to a conundrum that could be avoided if we all just went the equine route. But then again there’s all that methane, the global warming thing…let’s skip that and move on. Quickly now, don’t dawdle.

Where would we be without the microwave?

Probably better off. We would have avoided all the processed, pre-packaged containers that slide into the magnetron so easily. The biggest disadvantage I find with the microwave is the way it cooks meat. Yes, it admittedly cooks it jet fast (which is what this blog is about), but the downside is that it’s nearly inedible. Yet we still use the microwave on a daily basis, sacrificing taste for convenience.

Take something as simple as a picture.  Nowadays we press a button on a digital camera, pick out the pictures we like, print them off and viola! You have photos ready for your album in a matter of minutes.  Now I’m not old, but I do remember snatching up my 35mm, snapping up a reel of 24 photos, rewinding the reel, removing it from the camera, placing it in a paper bag, filing out all of the pertinent information and tossing it in the mail. In a week, I may have prints to look at, that is if something didn’t go wrong during my picture taking session or in the developing process. If something by chance did go awry, I would end up with a package full of blank 4×6 index cards. They don’t exactly support that warm and fuzzy feeling of instant gratification we expect nowadays, does it?

Let’s all just slow down and take a deep breath. Relax.

Why not get a big glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and come over next Sunday? Sit on the front porch, just sippin’ and enjoying the day (after church of course).

I’m honestly thinking about penning a novel with pen and paper!

…Nah. I don’t want to slow down that much.

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Boob Put the “b” in Tube

English: TV receiver

English: TV receiver (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If I were to ask you what you were doing right now, what would you say?  I can only imagine that many of you would say, “None of your business.”  By the same token quite a few of you would reply, “I’m watching TV.”

I can remember when I was a young child, our first black and white Zenith TV.  We even had a repair man who would make house calls to repair this valuable appliance.  At that time nine out of ten households had a TV compared to today’s multiple monitor homes, some even in the bathroom.

If we look back to the lowly beginning of the TV set, we see the basic component, the cathode tube, was created in 1897.  The first television sold for home use was the GE Octagon in 1928.  The 3” screen is a far cry from the giant HD screens of today.

Even though the days of the dog-ears are over (for all you youngsters, dog ears were adjustable antenna that sat on top of the TV), televisions, no matter the era, still need a means to receive a signal.

Just for argument’s sake, if you were to open a mid-90s, 27-inch (TV screens are always measured on the diagonal), you would find a huge picture tube, circuit boards, and just a lot of stuff, all living in a plastic housing that weighed the better part of a ton.

In contrast, one of today’s 37-inch, HD, flat-screen monitors can be easily lifted with one hand. I haven’t opened one up, but whatever is inside can’t be much.

If you span the decades from the octagon to today’s high-tech renditions, the technology has progressed by leaps and bounds. The one thing that has remained the same is that a picture originating in a television studio must be jostled, exploded, and sent in minute, invisible pieces through the airwaves to the receiver in your home, no matter which brand you choose to view.

By the same token, when the first written word appeared, it was recorded by hand. Now, those words can be produced at lightning speed. Are you taking advantage of the technology that is available to you to make your writing as efficient and accurate as possible? If not, give it some thought. Changes can be hard to make, but the advantage of change can be priceless.

Now excuse me while I wrap a piece of aluminum foil around my rabbit ears and do a little readjusting. These three-inch screens are murder on the eyes.


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