When it's a Twitter.

I used to have a radio spot, 90 seconds of a thought for the day, with a word count of about 900 words. Then I started a blog that can be of any length but seems to work out to about 500 words with meaty exceptions. And now I have a Twitter presence, limited to 140 characters - that means, spaces and punctuation and not just words with letters. You know that. Anyway, you can see how my mind is shrinking.

Well, maybe not shrinking. Maybe I'm getting pithy. (Love that word.) Remember? - well you weren't there, but you've read about it - remember when someone asked Jesus what was the basic rule/commandment and he reduced the ten to one. Like, basic. I'm sure you know it so I won't insult you by quoting it - OR - you can look it up if you don't.

So I'll work backwards or maybe forward? I'll reduce a blog to a pithy (note word) Tweet and then direct the Follower to my blog. I wonder if that will work?

A note of thanks must go to my talented, gifted, prolific grandson, William Wolfe-Wylie (@wolfe-wylie). I wonder if there are any other family acts like ours.

Forgive me, please. I was very self-indulgent yesterday. Do you remember the term "sunset depression"? I think I explained it once when I was on the ship, viewing a gorgeous sunset over the ocean every night. I had read (where did these italics come from?) that on the first night of a dazzling sunset, one is ecstatic, or at least very appreciative. The second night is pretty good, too. Third night not so. Fourth and fifth nights ho hum. And after that it's downhill. I suppose that's how "same old same old" evolved. So maybe that happened to me. After so much free, relaxing, loving family time, it got too much?

No, that doesn't work, does it? Well, just ignore me - but not completely. Stick around. I'll get better.

This blog began as a travelblog. A the moment I am not travelling, though I will be going afar soon. For starters, I am going to a spa for New Year's Eve, as I have been doing for the last 4 or 5 years. I go for my private fireplace. (I warn them I intend to burn up their profit.) Apart from taking a couple of treatments, I spend most of my time by the fire assessing the year that was and planning the year that will be - my work, that is. Usually it's projects, the next project I hope to write, maybe a couple I have to clean up or finish. But I think I have to analyze my blog. And before I do that, I have to analyze me.

Not now. Next year maybe.