As we approach the halfway point of winter (who says that), NFL playoff football in still mostly empty stadiums provides comfort and healthy distraction during uncomfortable times.
I saw Frosty the Snowman completely melted down the other day. Or almost completely melted down; all that remained was the base snow boulder, his hat, and his scarf strewn over a soggy wet lawn I happened to drive by. It was fortuitous I drove by the lawn, instead of over it, too.
Anyway, temperatures in the 50’s one day and 20’s the next tend to make for things like healthy Frosty and not so healthy Frosty in 24-hour cycles.
I was impressed that the boulder was actually snow (and not a bunch of grass and dead leaves).
You have to look for signs of life as we once knew it
If there’s enough snow, you can make a snowman or snowperson? I think snowman is appropriate still. But, the point is that at this period during the pandemic, the masses are looking for happy shreds of life that endure–pre-, during- and post-Covid.
Was life pre-Covid full of wine and roses? Sure it was. But I would suggest less so compared to Covid times as recent surveys or studies (you pick) suggest a significant uptick in alcohol consumption since the onset of the pandemic. I have no information regarding how sales of roses are doing, but I’m cautiously optimistic they are doing just fine.
I like Facebook better than ever. Must be because I hardly ever go on it anymore. I like that. “Go on it.” As if I’m evacuating on Facebook. I know that sounds nasty. But it’s like anything you don’t care for. If you can manage to stay away from it for a while, whatever it is, you at the least will probably dislike it less.
I know the last sentence was a lot to digest, so I’ll repeat it here in case you skimmed over it:
If you can manage to stay away from it for a while, whatever it is, you at the least will probably dislike it less.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again now. Social media, like anything that proposes to give you something for nothing, is best consumed in moderation, or not at all.
I recycled some old boxes that had been living in the attic
There was newspaper used as packaging and of course, I read the date and year (2002) on it.
This is one of the lovely things about old technology. And yes, newspapers are really old technology.
Newspapers were great as 20th-century time capsule participants.
You can’t throw your cell phone into a time capsule for the same effect. Well, I guess you can, just not as practical as using newspaper.
When someone would see the cell phone in the box, they might have a general idea of the time period when it was in vogue.
Guess keeping your phone and using newspaper or packing paper of some kind is the way to go.
Can’t help thinking newspaper was the original social media and healthy distraction pre-broadband.
I also remember when the Go-Go’s were considered by some dinosaurs as a broad band.
That was an informal, dated reference. Sort of like the kind found in old packing boxes containing newspaper.