Posts Tagged ‘change

24
Jan
17

My Response to “Some Good Times” (Dear Abby)

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A high school freshman has lost touch with her longtime female friend.  Their parents remain close, but one religious girl feels she is on the verge of cutting ties because the other has become a cussing and condescending monster.  Dear Abby told her to talk with her parents and accept the possible change or loss of the friendship.  I give an alternate solution.

09
Jan
17

Argh! What and Where Is That Beer Commercial?!

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It’s in my head, again.  An old beer commercial.  I thought it was Budweiser.  But, now I am thinking it’s Miller Lite.  CAN ANYONE HELP ME FIND THIS?!

Okay, so the commercial starts with a couple at a bar/club in the 50s or 60s.  As they get up and dance, their outfits change to meet the disco era/70s.  And, the longer they dance, the more time periods they pass through until the pitch line and a scene of the future in which the woman has a necklace that is floating around her neck like orbiting asteroids.  I’m pretty sure the phrase, “I like it like that,” is repeated a few times during the ad, which seems to fit Miller Lite.

Name and locate this ad!  Please.  So I can relieve the nagging pulse in my head.  [I even tried to record this ad once back when I still used a VCR.]  I’d peg it as somewhere between 1992 and 1998.  But, I could be off.

21
Mar
16

Let’s Post! The Start of Something Old

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I have an idea.  Let’s put it online for all to see.

Well, wait, there are some buttons and options to navigate, first.  And, from what I see, I have options for who can see what I post.  Suddenly, this just got complicated.

Written.  Published.  Done.  [Thank goodness for speedy internet service; or I’d be staring at a little wheel going around for a few hours.]

Oh, yeah.  Those other options.  Let’s see.

Well, this IS kinda personal, so maybe I won’t make it open to everyone.

Categories?  Tags?  I am not big on labels.  I just want to be heard by a select group of people I cannot see but will inevitably trust with my thoughts and feelings.

Images?  Those used to slow down my old PC.  And, the world has such an image problem, already.  No thanks.

And, I just ABHOR that trendy website and all of those clickable approval button thingies.  So, let’s switch those off.  There.

Okay.  AAAAnd, publish.  Let’s see what we’ve got.

…Three days later…

You’ve selected a whole new set of buttons and user settings.  You can no longer click what you clicked before to enjoy this place.  Your comment history is lost in space.

Bigsnot69 and ten others LIKE this.

Idontgiveashat478 reposted it in his Funny Shat I Found.

And, 0 people have viewed this post.

Way to go, WordPress!  You’ve made a star out of my private diary!

Everybody now!  We’re gonna do it!  On your mark, get set and go now…got a dream and we just know now…we’re gonna make our dreams come true!  And, we’ll lose it their way, yes, their way!  Making our dreeeams turn bluuuue for them and yoooou!

 

23
Nov
15

WordPress!!! Where are my comments?!

Okay, WordPress; you changed, AGAIN!  I go to sleep and wake up to find a new look to various parts of this site, including a missing My Comments feature.   What the heck?!  What did taking that away accomplish?  Now, if someone replies to a comment without hitting the Reply button, I won’t see it.  Way to go!…NOT.

What is this ever-erupting force in you that makes these changes?   Is it a god complex?  Do you enjoy throwing lightning bolts at mortals from your cloud?  Is this just the nature of existence?  To throw the dice and see what happens, taking the happy with the mad?

I don’t know.  But, now and then, you’re exasperating.

09
Dec
14

Go to Sleep, and Wake Up with a New Website…Again?!

I swear, blog sites don’t sleep or stay the same for long.  You go to bed and wake up the next day with a new sandbox.  Here I am expecting to see my familiar controls, and they’ve changed, AGAIN.  The last time, certain features were on the right.  Then they went to the left.  Now, the icons changed, again.  I wonder if it would freak me out as much if I didn’t come here as often.  Maybe I’d miss a few changes and only experience one.  At least, I can still find my “fingers and toes.”

Am I the only one who cares?

11
Aug
14

They Don’t Make ‘Em Like They Used To

Have you ever heard someone say that about some machine, toy, phone, “doodad” or gizmo? You know…the title of this piece. It’s something I haven’t heard myself in a while. But, that’s just because I am no longer a kid surrounded by elderly folks. Those who said it to me have passed on, already. But, the message still rings true now and then.

There was a time not too long ago when adults of the ’60s looked at the toys and technology of the ’80s–particularly television sets–and said, “They sure don’t make them like they used to.” This was shortly after Americans took a break from bitching about the “China-men” making inferior products. But, even today, if you listen to some of these millionaire business types, where would they be if they didn’t have their production lines overseas? Not too long ago, there was a big stink being raised about lead paint on toys. Lead paint; something I haven’t heard about since childhood when there was considerable concern about kids eating paint chips from older houses. [But, if you get me started on lead paint and the Chinese labor force working for the U.S.A., we’ll be here all week.]

The point I am slowly trying to make is…

If you look at modern technology–everything from lawn equipment to household appliances to your “newfangled” flat TVs and razor-thin-ready-to-snap-at-any-moment computers–you don’t see many–if any–lifetime warranties. You’re lucky if you get a five-year warranty. What amazes me is how some manufacturers will avoid a fuss and let you have a replacement (sometimes at an additional expense even if it’s considerably smaller).

Back when, replacements didn’t come so easily. You didn’t trade in a $100+ phone made from nuclear waste that does everything from flash a light under your bed to manage your banking/spending every two years. You bought a phone that plugged into the wall and was glad it was still working when the power went out. Now, you drop your “phone” (and I use the term lightly) in a puddle or on the sidewalk (because you have to have it with you at all times), and you’re lucky if you aren’t forking over another $200+ for a replacement.

[You see how the price shot up in just a few years? There was a time when you expected a fairly standard price for a phone. The technology didn’t change in two years, and what you had worked just fine if you didn’t take it outside and throw/drop it everywhere, you klutzes. AND, your hand didn’t vibrate or glow in the dark after holding your phone for a few hours. Okay, so maybe I am exaggerating about the hand glowing in the dark.]

There was a time when you bought something with little fear of it not working in as many as ten years or more. You trusted a name that built a reputation for itself. You trusted the materials with which the item was made.

There was a time not so long ago when cash was so scarce, they called it the Great Depression, and countless lives were in financial jeopardy. Back then, they didn’t have “smart phone plans” to worry about. They didn’t even have video entertainment. How in the world did they live?!…you kids might ask. Well, I am fairly sure there was probably the same business scheming going on then as it is today. It just came under a different label as it drove people broke. But, whatever it was, I am sure it lasted the people a few more years than a computer telling its user, “It’s been two years. Replace me.”

You know what piece of technology hasn’t changed much since the dawn of time? Mankind. We may have lost some hair and body mass (ha). We may have learned to stand up straighter and use different words now and then. We may have changed the way we eat our food, dress and clean ourselves. We probably earned a longer life expectancy from working less and sitting on those asses people have been pointing and shaking their heads at, lately. But, we can be just as dumb as our ancestors.

How dumb are we? Well, we’re so dumb that we will slap anything on our skin or trust another human being to make us look young, “pretty” or “handsome.” We’re so dumb that we take pills as directed by other humans only to suffer side-effects we should have seen coming (but we didn’t…because we’re so dumb). We’re so dumb that we will burn a plant in our mouths or wash one down our throats to fight stress only to risk the lives of others around us and put that stress on our bodily organs, anyway. We’re so dumb that we move just like cattle as we chase the latest things because the ones someone stopped making last summer are now obsolete.

Can you replace your grandparents or siblings so easily? I think not. No matter what insurance policy you buy, pill you take or defense system you install, you don’t have a lifetime warranty or even a two-year warranty. Your number could be up tomorrow. [That’s another fairly old piece of lingo, by the way. Your number being up. For those of you born after the cellphone, it means “you could die.”]

So, the next time you think about buying some new gadget, trinket or Macintablet or reach for a fresh (or freshly charged) battery pack, remember what ol’ Writingbolt just told you. You can either drain your bank account (which was filled with your life force applied to that thing called work…of whatever kind you employ) every few years chasing stupidity. Or, you can wise up and rethink the way this world appears to be going. Buy something more reliable. And, invest in those around you who are worth more than any self-destructing wireless “life-distactor.”

Maybe it’s time we all slowed down to think instead of trying to be the one who throws him or herself into a wall the fastest. Yeah. That sounds dumb. Just give it time. I’m sure it’s out there on YouBoobTube, already. And, it’s getting a billion hits.

There was a time when hits were something your older brother…

10
Jul
14

What Is Human Nature? We May Never Know

The human being is so complex. After thousands of years, we still do not know its limits or greatest potential. And, yet, man continues to taint and tamper with nature–including the environment and the body itself–with countless pollutants. How can we ever grasp human nature when it’s perpetually contaminated?

In pursuit of science, like the temptation for girls to strip down their dress-up dolls and smear them with graffiti instead of appreciating the creation as it is made, humans spoil the opportunity to understand each other and themselves. And yet, even when it’s not considered scientific research/testing, humans take chances with what surrounds/appears before them, like a school kid in a cold winter city daring to stick his tongue to a flag pole in the middle of a deep freeze. Are we no better now than the cavemen or natives who had to determine which berries were safe to eat?

What if all our “advancements” are nothing more than alternative routes to the same malfunction under a different trending name? What if we could do better by buying into less, not relying on products and services to pamper us and simply observing our surroundings and instincts (not our impulses/temptations) more often? What if we are wasting SO much time, energy and resources on experiments that all ultimately fail to do anything more than temporarily alter our outlook on what is inevitable? [Meanwhile, buyers fill the pockets they do not possess with seemingly (the previous being the key word) endless money and/or power. And, countless others either starve or squander their souls to cheat someone for their hasty, short-sighted benefit, simply because humans fail to work together.]

If you were to imagine yourself as an alien/outsider (saving the expense of crafting and sending some gizmo into deep space to reach out to the unknown which may only end up as more space garbage), employed to survey and sum up the nature of human beings, which of the following would you choose to voice your opinion?

1) “The human being is a constantly changing and viciously circling chemical trip, similar to what they call a roller coaster, a ride intended for amusement which goes in a loop, stirring emotions while risking bouts with hysteria and/or nausea. They change the shape of the track, affecting the range and pattern of reaction, but it’s still just a loop.”

2) “The human being is the bud of the (yet unknown name) flower, like a tadpole precedes a frog. Given time, the evolved form will earn the ego the human perceives to be deserved and become the rightful dominant species of the planet Earth without any capacity for war, experimentation, disease and/or segregation.”




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