Another month, another post. I've read that blogging is on the way out, especially for 15-25 year olds. Apparently they feel it takes too much time, twittering or quick updates on FB are much easier. Fortunately I'm way past that age range so I can still blog away with impunity. You do have to evaluate whether it's worth the time it takes to peck out something worth reading every few days, so my modest target here is now one-per-month. That's seems to be what it has defaulted to anyway. So far I've resisted the temptation to join some kind of mafia/ farm/ medieval warfare/ zoo game on Facebook, although I have noticed many formerly respected peers and mentors have given in to their baser instincts. Oh well, probably better than sitting in front of the tube, which of course hasn't used tubes in several years. Someday my grandkids will ask me "What's Facebook?" I'll probably just tell them it was a good way to kill a little free time, a long time ago when people used to have to go to the trouble of pushing lettered buttons to communicate. My fingers are cramping; must be time to get on with real life. Here's a picture I like- doesn't matter if it's the splash park on Daytona Beach or the splash area in a Japanese mall, every kid likes water. This little girl is dry now, but 2 minutes later, she was soaked head to toe.
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