tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post4002809584788634285..comments2023-04-15T04:11:14.515-07:00Comments on Mindless Meanderings of a Middle-Aged Maniac: Time Lost and FoundAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-18432330624570120352010-12-02T22:30:39.885-08:002010-12-02T22:30:39.885-08:00I've had a lot happening offline and have been...I've had a lot happening offline and have been too tired to blog and visit, but hope to be back soon. I'm glad you came to check up on me, Jules, it means a lot.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-19276115588630016432010-12-02T15:58:54.375-08:002010-12-02T15:58:54.375-08:00Have missed your voice so I'm stopping back by...Have missed your voice so I'm stopping back by. BTW, I never told you I loved this post. :)<br /><a href="http://fragilemouse.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow</a>Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02136045025997662057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-29632121269780225942010-11-22T21:55:21.934-08:002010-11-22T21:55:21.934-08:00Thanks, Rose.
And you're welcome, Jules. I ho...Thanks, Rose.<br /><br />And you're welcome, Jules. I hope things are going better.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-21016224491549906602010-11-22T05:30:48.033-08:002010-11-22T05:30:48.033-08:00Stopping by to say thank you for the HUG. It meant...Stopping by to say thank you for the HUG. It meant a lot my friend. :)<br /><a href="http://fragilemouse.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow</a>Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02136045025997662057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-1163572975297555742010-11-21T02:08:32.277-08:002010-11-21T02:08:32.277-08:00I really enjoined this postI really enjoined this postRosehttp://www.baccarat-portal.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-72228289176655857122010-11-10T16:55:43.232-08:002010-11-10T16:55:43.232-08:00Woo hoo, an A+!
Ethel, I think that the ability ...Woo hoo, an A+! <br /><br />Ethel, I think that the ability to so conveniently communicate with such a large audience has overblown our innate tendency to be blind to what we have. The temptations that are beyond our reach that we become so infatuated with are even more varied and abundant than before. <br /><br />I admit to having been caught up in the excitement of those empty obsessions. It is just too easy to be swept away, sometimes.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-47208981378364541282010-11-10T11:05:27.891-08:002010-11-10T11:05:27.891-08:00This is among the best written and most thought-pr...This is among the best written and most thought-provoking posts I have EVER read. And right on target. <br /><br />A few months ago, I witnessed a family in a restaurant - parents, a teen, and a pre-teen, all sitting quietly waiting for their orders - and each one texting on their phones. NOT ONE OF THEM EVER LOOKED AT ANOTHER. It was so weird - like in WALL-E, where nobody's aware of the real world anymore. Throw away, things, throw away friends, throw away family.<br /><br />A+ on this one!ethelmaepotter!https://www.blogger.com/profile/10626030604752269356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-54706697851105170592010-11-05T14:38:41.853-07:002010-11-05T14:38:41.853-07:00I know that addiction to the unreal, Tim. I feel t...I know that addiction to the unreal, Tim. I feel that if I could just send and receive enough of those meaningless blips, they could form something meaningful, and the imaginary could somehow become the tangible. But of course, it's just some grand illusion that my mind creates almost too well. And yes, it has been to the detriment of what I can actually touch.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-26608445417926146152010-11-05T08:37:15.463-07:002010-11-05T08:37:15.463-07:00I so enjoy it when you wax poetically (but I think...I so enjoy it when you wax poetically (but I think bikini waxes are overdone) and philosophically, and you are right on about the current state of our "communication." It's strange to see people standing next to one another, their faces buried deep in their Blackberries, sending a message to some disembodied soul, but they won't bother to say hello to the real person next to them. Text messaging and the like removes us from having to look someone in the eye when we are speaking to them--it's like alcohol in a way--providing false bravado so that we can say things we wouldn't normally have the nerve to say--and that's why you hear about couples breaking up with each other via text message! More freedom...less responsibility. The existentialist within me weeps.Timoteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351410966396854582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-44860075158851810722010-11-03T21:16:55.078-07:002010-11-03T21:16:55.078-07:00Thank you, Julie, I appreciate your kind words.
...Thank you, Julie, I appreciate your kind words. <br /><br />And so far, the little jar has been the perfect choice.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-51437780847847615452010-11-03T11:52:09.625-07:002010-11-03T11:52:09.625-07:00A very thoughtful post. I like the simplicity of t...A very thoughtful post. I like the simplicity of the salt keeper you chose. <br /><br />I, too, would like to address your comment in regard to writing your posts. I think perhaps there are many that just push a post or book out, but I don't return to those writers very often. I find it very hard to express myself verbally, yet even though easier to let my thoughts flow from my pen, I constantly edit my writing. I appreciate that you do also.Midlife Roadtripperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06700277803842883251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-64495140286599832702010-11-01T21:47:27.877-07:002010-11-01T21:47:27.877-07:00Melle & McDonagh me plaisent. En fait ils (et ...Melle & McDonagh me plaisent. En fait ils (et M. Phipps) me manquaient à la soirée de Jae. Je préfère être face-à-face que ordinateur-à-ordinateur.<br /><br />Tu sais rendre le sourire à moi quand j'en ai besoin, Serge. C'est une raison que tu sois un cher ami.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-25330400130611466742010-11-01T20:58:47.993-07:002010-11-01T20:58:47.993-07:00"we broadcast short, evocative blurbs that ar..."we broadcast short, evocative blurbs that arouse strong emotions and hinder our ability to form cogent thoughts. Everything flows smoothly enough until someone disagrees, then all civility disappears in the barrage of blazing generalities."<br /><br />in reading this i can't help but think you were inspired by the facebook ridiculousness of Darth Melle and monsieur McDonagh, but then again the last word "generalities" would be much too generous for the vapidity of the posts exchanged by those two fools....sergenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-42643845851848412702010-11-01T20:56:42.826-07:002010-11-01T20:56:42.826-07:00very well written musings, my middle-aged maniac. ...very well written musings, my middle-aged maniac. awesome that you've re-claimed your grand-parents clock so they can tic again to your toc, and a good prelude to reflections on how we dilute our time.sergenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-12169706146272007232010-10-29T01:28:33.078-07:002010-10-29T01:28:33.078-07:00For me, Elizabeth, it's not a healthy balance ...For me, Elizabeth, it's not a healthy balance at the moment. I've been gradually removing some of my more inane Facebook posts and weaning myself away. I definitely need to focus on more productive activities, right now.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-88121041382202877872010-10-28T21:45:25.972-07:002010-10-28T21:45:25.972-07:00Great post Tracy,
I participate in the age of qua...Great post Tracy,<br /><br />I participate in the age of quantity (virtual friends) and do enjoy the spurts of non committal communication that I otherwise would never have. And at the same time, I haven't forsaken quality, I have few close "real" friends and we keep our relationship up close and personal. I embrace both worlds.elizabethrosasjewelryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14956404141537422468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-78100530735642799452010-10-28T12:35:56.068-07:002010-10-28T12:35:56.068-07:00I met my last boyfriend on the internet, Walter. U...I met my last boyfriend on the internet, Walter. Unfortunately, he is in Germany and I'm in California. In the course of one year, we spent a total of maybe two weeks of face time together.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-58788786021978045482010-10-28T08:14:51.320-07:002010-10-28T08:14:51.320-07:00When I die they'll probably find me at the sce...When I die they'll probably find me at the scence of an auto accident with a sandwich in one hand, a cell phone with text messages in the other, and a GPS in my lap showing me the wrong direction again.<br /><br />You are right about relationships being different because of how we communicate. My Grandfather married the girl next door because they didn't have a car. My father married a girl from across town. I married a hot babe from work. And, my kid met someone on the internet from another planet (Tennessee). I still can't get over that last one. <br /><br />Somehow, though, humanity survives. Great post. I like to shop at garage sales, but I alwayz get sad when I know it's an estate sale. I try to display special items I buy somewhere prominent in my house.Walter Knighthttp://www.waltknight.yolasite.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-26859967055774494772010-10-26T16:02:30.410-07:002010-10-26T16:02:30.410-07:00Haha, I knew I'd get in trouble with someone. ...Haha, I knew I'd get in trouble with someone. Graphical smileys added for emphasis are welcome, Martina. If your whole comment were composed of them, it might be frustrating.<br /><br />I'm just a daily, ordinary kind of gal. Kind of boring, really.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-24138129778227863922010-10-26T13:39:25.990-07:002010-10-26T13:39:25.990-07:00Hm, you don't like my ;-)'s and *g*'s?...Hm, you don't like my ;-)'s and *g*'s?<br /><br />The clocks are wonderful and I learned a new expression: salt cellar. <br />And yes, I read the whole post without falling asleep, I always love your little essays where you are making a bridge between some daily, ordinary thing to life, philosophy and all the rest. (Yes, the universe, too).<br />I really enjoyed this post.Martinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04771625000856319335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-84935608784714013172010-10-26T10:10:35.166-07:002010-10-26T10:10:35.166-07:00Living in the family home is both a comfort and a ...Living in the family home is both a comfort and a burden, Nancy, although right now, I am thankful to have it.<br /><br />That is a good observation, Soccerbelle, as many of those SMS conventions for spelling creep into every day written communication, even for adults. I have to admit it kind of annoys me to receive email or commentary in SMS abbreviations. Thanks for the visit.<br /><br />No worries, Linda, I know you have people to take care of and am glad you have found a positive place to focus your energies.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-50020803435660919602010-10-26T05:36:25.361-07:002010-10-26T05:36:25.361-07:00This post beckons me to write a long thoughtful co...This post beckons me to write a long thoughtful comment. Unfortunately, I'm in a big rush to leave the house, so for right now will just say that this post touches on so many issues that affect all of us, and is so well said. I love the way you delve into some of these issues and get to the heart of the matter.Wander to the Waysidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14056931538024315352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-16685963372209452242010-10-26T05:24:53.181-07:002010-10-26T05:24:53.181-07:00I appreciate this post. I find myself wondering a...I appreciate this post. I find myself wondering about the current generation who will send 20 texts to the same person in short order, but won't consider picking up the phone to call them to exchange the same information. In my day, teenagers tied up the phone lines at night, now teenagers need unlimited text plans but hardly any phone minutes. <br /><br />Does anyone see anything good arising out of this?Soccerbellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07791476433206658901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-5500749611068984852010-10-26T04:59:05.846-07:002010-10-26T04:59:05.846-07:00Interesting post. Though I must comment on your co...Interesting post. Though I must comment on your comment in the comments. How's that for an awful sentence?<br /><br />Writers sweat over their writing and are sometimes not the best speakers. We edit into oblivion. With each attempt, it becomes easier, but the struggle to reach someone and make an impact remains.<br /><br />I have a few treasured items from my grandparents as well. It must be comforting to live in their home.<br />Nancy<br /><a href="http://nrwilliams.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">N. R. Williams, fantasy author</a>N. R. Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02174506528962095858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20758542.post-19275480224395436952010-10-26T02:32:25.133-07:002010-10-26T02:32:25.133-07:00More than 50 years of staring into one form of fli...More than 50 years of staring into one form of flickering screen or another has brought us to where we are today, CM, and of course, it's not so simple. Electronic communication has, indeed, made the world smaller and allows us to communicate with more people in more places in real time. Maybe the lack of depth in those relationships is the price we pay for them. There's a happy medium in there somewhere, I hope.<br /><br />Oddly enough, Elizabeth, my strengths are logic, reasoning and problem solving and my weaknesses are my verbal skills. It takes a long time to organize and write my posts, whereas writers can shoot these things out in their sleep. If I were actually speaking to you, the words issuing from my mouth would be nowhere near as clear as they are in written form.<br /><br />I'm glad you're being careful. Circulation to the fascia is not as good as it is to the muscle fibers, so inflammation in it can take a long time to heal. If it is not better within a week or two, it may be best to rest several days and focus on stretching and strengthening that area, as well as massage.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508114700180229059noreply@blogger.com