As the infamous Mark Twain line goes…reports of my death are greatly exaggerated. In fact, considering my last posting on this blog was February 8th, I have to admit I am a bit disappointed that no one took a moment to inquire whether or not I was still around. Well, I am. It is just that my time allotted for writing has been intruded upon by the move Rosemarie and I made in January from the Atlantic coast of Florida to the Gulf coast. Moves like this were a lot easier when we were young. There were less boxes to unpack and more energy to do it. And too, a few age-related health issues are inhibiting my ability to do things the way I used to. Whoever labeled these The Golden Years must have been a purebred with perfect body organs and good bones. Us of the lesser breeds see nothing golden in the ailments and the accompanying aches and pains brought on by old age. The closest we come to gold is the amber color of the pile of pill bottles we’ve accumulated.
We marked two months in our new home this week. Rosemarie has become so enthused about her new digs she told me she finally feels like a retired person, an atmosphere missing previously. I, on the other hand, feel like I’m back at a full-time job. My to-do list has kept me busy unpacking boxes and solving the mystery of where to put the contents. There was a totally disrupted week of having new flooring installed. The major issue with this endeavor was the gigantic dust storm swirling around inside the house while sections of tile were broken up and removed. Even the dust needed dusting. But the new floors look great. I installed some under-cabinet lights in the kitchen, replaced some plumbing, and touched up paint here and there. Every day featured a new cut or bruise just to let me know I was not born to be a Mr. Fixit.
So, with all that going on, there was little time and even less energy left for blogging. Plus, after some 654 postings I’m about written out. In fact, this posting pretty much mimics Jerry Seinfeld. It’s about nothing! I will, however, disclose one relatively new commotion in my life and maybe yours too. It’s YouTube.
As far as I am concerned, YouTube beats Twitter, Facebook and just about any social media site…hands down! The only reason I have managed to fix things around the house is because there is a tutorial on how to fix everything imaginable right there on YouTube…and usually it includes your specific product brand and model number. Then, if you are a sentimentalist, there are tons of young lads sharing their surprise wedding proposals and a slew of soldier/sailor homecomings that will tear you up in seconds. And if you like all those shows featuring talent competition, you can watch rerun auditions into the wee hours of the morning. There are clips of Carol Burnett, Ellen, and tons of leftover TV hits, documentaries on most things historical and full concerts from Brahms’ 4th to the latest videos by Swift (I recommend Taylor’s “You Need to Calm Down”). You name it, you can search it on YouTube and no doubt be offered a selection of videos to look through. And, and, and it’s all FREE–and addictive. So pick a topic you are interested in and put it in the search box at the top of YouTube…and be off!