I haven't posted anything in awhile. Don't seem to be able to think of subjects interesting enough to post. I don't think it's because I've got writer's block. I haven't vegged out or anything, at least not full time. I have my moments when the view from inside my head is more or less blank but I usually snap out of it in time to avoid walking into the wall or driving the Sorento into a ditch. Usually. Yesterday I stopped off at the post office to mail a letter and in maneuvering the Sorento down an incline and simultaneously turning right I drove over a curb. And I think of myself being an excellent driver! But this wasn't because of a lapse of consciousness or anything...it was just lousy driving. I was thoroughly ashamed of myself. I don't accept lightly any thoughts that I may be turning into one of those "senior drivers" we all like to curse at and complain that they're "too damn old to be driving and should get off the road." I realize that publishing this mishap could result in branding myself for life but if anyone reading this is so inclined to judge me as incorrigibly deficient as a driver, I submit the following:
1) No damage was done to curb or Sorento
2) No other persons were involved or disturbed in any way.
3) I berated myself verbally with cursing and insults.
4) I was embarrassed enough that had I had one of those hand-held chain whips I would have flagellated my back. Thankfully, I don't have one.
5) After I confessed my driving transgressions to my wife later in the day, she confessed that she had done the exact same thing (although not at the same location) and, get this...she had a flat tire this morning! I'm not gloating. Just trying to put all this into perspective; obviously her driving error was more severe than mine.
6) I rest my case
Back to the writing drought. I don't know why I've slacked off on posting my blogs. Either of them. On my genealogy blog, MY SEARCH GOES ON, I posted one a few weeks ago, April 23rd to be exact, about my search for my maternal grandmother's brother who lived in Allentown, PA. I finished about as much as I could find well over a week ago, found some interesting relatives and expanded my source info on that branch and generation of the family and have moved on to other branches. I feel obligated to post again with my findings but just haven't gotten around to it. Lazy I guess. One reason I might feel obligated is due to the fact that I now have a calling card that sort of advertises that blog and my personal info. I had calling cards as an officer in the Army. I had calling cards the entire time I was employed in trucking. They were a traditional and official tool used to identify oneself and clarify one's title. Well, I'm not official anything anymore now that I'm retired, but there is a good reason why I have some now. I had ordered something online a month or so ago (I can't even remember what I ordered) but it included a free set of calling cards (box of 250) that I could design with their templates and, get this, a free T-shirt with the same design! How cool is that?! My wife thinks I'm nuts. Maybe I am, but you know what? I've got calling cards, I've got a matching T-shirt, and they were freeeee! Cost = zero!
So I've got more things to think up that are worthy of posting but I'm never sure when that will happen. I do a lot of thinking when I'm out on my walks. A lot of times I lock onto a thought that I think would be interesting to post on my blog(s). But a lot more times I forget about whatever fantastic subject matter had come to mind because I don't stay on one subject for very long. Scatter-brained describes me perfectly. Lately I've been thinking about our upcoming Alaska tour and trying to strategize how to pack for it. We're trying to condense our baggage into as few pieces as possible to save on airline fees. We're taking a 15 day tour combining 8 days on land and 7 days on a cruise. Attire required for both does not necessarily overlap so condensing is a challenge. Now we're not saying exactly when the tour takes place because security of our home and property when we're gone, I'm told, should not be broadcast publicly on forums like blogs and Facebook. All I can say about that is that if anyone thinks they know when we're going and think about breaking into our home, I hope they'll have the decency to not step on my pet snakes, especially the poisonous ones, because we'll be letting them out of the cages to roam free inside the house while we're gone. And if you think they won't want to come and greet you with a nice big kiss, then you've got another think coming!