BLOG FOR NOVEMBER 21, 2015

A blog-reader has advised me to write my blog in Word and then transfer and paste it to cobwebblog. (Thank you, Myra.) I can do that. I’ve had to make the print large to read in on my Little Mac screen and I may forget to shrink it.

Well, by now I’ve thought of a lot of things and then they get erased, not just from the computer but from my mind. Do you know the expression TOT? Of course you do; it’s in almost every language, or the equivalent thereof, except Icelandic, so I read. Is that because Icelanders have a good memory, or pay attention to what they’re talking about, or have so little to say, there’s not muchTongue.)

I discussed TOT in my book on aging which so far I can’t persuade the young codgers at a couple of publishing houses to publish. In the meantime, seconds are ticking and some of the up-to-the-minute stuff I was writing about is becoming obsolete.. I'm not obsolete but my material might be as others catch up with me. Very annoying.

Well, we learn something every day. And every day, I must have said this before, is an obstacle course, some days harder than others, some obstacles more daunting than others. And I’m not always dauntless

I love that word. I looked it up to see if I could find the root.. NO, but I found a list of synonyms, all of which are useful and delightful: fearless, determined, resolute, indomitable, intrepid, doughty, plucky, spirited, mettlesome; undaunted, undismayed, unflinching, unshrinking, bold, audacious, valiant, brave, courageous, daring; informal gutsy, gutty, spunky, feisty, skookum.

Yup, that’s me, all except skookum.

Guess what? Safari just quit again,and again and again.

I QUIT..

Ask me what I think of Safari. It just "quit unexpectedly" obliterating yet another blog. This time it was almost complete, and it's gone. Not meant to be.

I remember when I got my own car, I mean when I was married. Ah, the second car! Supposed to be the symbol of leisure and lots of freed-up time. Yeah, well, it turned into a plough. All the scut work, the errands, the pick-ups, the kids' appointments, all became the activities of that car. Leisure turned into work. Often in history it has been the opposite. Horses were for transportation and work but then, after the combustion engine, they became the sport of kings and the indulgent leisure of people who could afford them. Candles (tallow, whale oil, rushes, whatever) were necessary for light but after electricity became luxury items, decorative but not useful.

Marshall McLuhan described light as information. And he said that people wore their cars.

I guess I lean on my computer and when it gives way under me, I'm not only cut off, I'm silent.