Musings-Lite No. 21

It was true the last time I wrote it and it still is: “To paraphrase the saying, “My mind’s mental junk drawer runneth over. So it’s time again to publish another musings-lite.”

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I’m not sure where or when but some way along the line I lost my youth.   I can’t quite recall where or when but I know it was after I turned 16. I guess even if I did find it, it wouldn’t fit quite as well as when I was young.

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A few months ago I became the owner of a tablet, compliments of my son. I haven’t conquered all the challenges of my cell phone but never-the-less I have it and it seems a shame not to use it. I found it can be quite handy watching movies in bed – no need to carry my rather large clumsy laptop there anymore. I also was introduced in “apps”. Those marvelous, teeny programs allow you to do almost anything. What they do best for me is allow me to numb my mind playing games. However, unlike the gamers, I have less than ten games, and several of them are various forms of solitaire.

But I digress for this really is about electronic slot machines. So why write about solitaire? Well, you see, one of the solitaire games I play gives you an option of playing a random deal or a winning game. That’s right – play by the rules and you will win every time. That’s great for my ego but not so good for those who play the electronic slots. It stands to reason that if a company can produce a game of solitaire that you win every time, it stands to reason they can do that with those slots as well.   Maybe that’s why the house never loses and everyone else does.

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I have a friend who is a wine whisperer. Before every glass of wine, he whispers something to it to make it taste good for him. The problem is he whispers so much on any given night that he gets horse.

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Recently I had an epiphany, as the late comedian Shelly Berman, use to say. It has to do with my game of golf. When I setup to hit the green, swing and miss it, I have come to realize there is nothing wrong with my swing. The problem is they put the greens in the wrong place.

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A good friend Patty once wrote the following to me in an email. “How times have changed. These days we lose our email for a while and in some ways we feel stranded. Technology hasn’t set us free; we have become captives of it. We are addicted to it.” Very profound and scary.

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Looking at old pics of Mom Dad when they were young.   Amusing in some respects – old styles clothes/cars. But someday someone looking at my pics with same feelings/emotions?

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A recent article in the Daytona Beach News-Journal stated that more and more new homes are being designed without formal dining rooms. This is based on data that show dining rooms are only used two or three times a year. That is in comparison when many decades ago the evening gathering place was the dining room table. Lifetimes ago we all sat at the dinner with all members present – kind’s life TV shows like Blue Bloods and Duck Dynasty enact.

This fact speaks a great deal of what is happening to families today. And it makes you wonder what the future has in store.

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Shopping in the fresh seafood section our grocery store is rather unsettling. While buying seafood at the nearby Publix store I noticed two whole fish on the ice, obviously dead, but their eyes were eyes open when dead. I wish the grocery store either cuts their heads off before displaying or stich the fish heas down in the ice.

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Maybe it’s just me, maybe you as well. It happens just about everytime I hear what I assume is a love or maybe a sad song sung in Italian or French or Spanish. It can be Sarah Brightman and Andrea Bocelli singing Time To Say Goodbye, or maybe just Sarah singing “En Aranjuez con Tu Amor” (In Aranjuez with you my love), or it could be Josh Groban singing “Mi Mancherai” (I miss you?) or any of the untold number of songs sung in any of those foreign languages. I can’t speak any of those languages but they grab me just the same. Ah sweet love, amore, amour, amor.

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I can’t remember what I was trying to recall last night. Oh well, no problem – tomorrow I’ll have something else I’ll be trying to recall.

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I’m thinking of getting a new car. Although I’m not shopping for one but it sblows my mind when a luxury car for $65,000 or more (much more) and you still have to add options, at additional cost, to get all the features you want. What has always puzzled me is at those prices why aren’t all the options included in the price to start with? Could it be that strategy be a low ball to make you want to buy the car then adding an additional cost to get what you options you really want?

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Are you having a hard time getting a table at your favorite restaurant? Maybe it’s because as of July 1, 2013, the United States had a total resident population of (drum roll please): 316,564,000; that’s not counting illegals.

Our country reached its first 100 million in 1920. It took 50 years (1970) to reach 200 million. I guess the more you have the more you get because we reached 300 million in 40 years (1970). http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demographics_of_the_United_States

And the world’s population, as was estimated for 2013 by the United States Census Bureau (USCB), was 7.094 billion. It is estimated that the population of the world reached one billion for the first time in 1804. It would be another 123 years before it reached two billion in 1927, but it took only 33 years to rise by another billion people, reaching three billion in 1960. Thereafter, the global population reached four billion in 1974, five billion in 1987, six billion in 1999 and, by some estimates, seven billion in October 2011 – with other estimates being in March 2012. The world is projected to reach eight billion by 2024–2030. And according to current projections, the world’s population is likely to reach around nine billion by 2045–2050.   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_population_milestones . Cleary people are spending too much time in the bedroom not enough time working on their gardens.

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I was briefly talking to a woman with a southern accent. It was so smooth you could butter toast with it.

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I don’t want to generalize for the entire senior population, but it seems as we get older, we tend to get more sentimental. There seems to be more and more that evokes a deep welling of feelings often accompanied by tears. While almost all of us have respect for the playing of the National Anthem and stand, those who are older seem to get more of an emotional when hearing it. I find myself more likely to shed a tear when seeing or hearing something someone sent to me or even in reading a few of my own musings. I also have gotten a few emails responding to something I send to a senior friend saying the item did the same thing to them. This emotional reaction seems to be fairly common to seniors. I seem to recall an article that suggested the same thing.

I have wondered why people who probably didn’t shed a single tear about things when they were young now do.

 

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