Off The Grid

Intentions: to write every day. Something, ANYTHING  Life however became a shit sandwich and all I would have written would have been whiny self pitying crap. Sooooooo I stopped. And until such time as life turns toward a sunnier place, I won't burden you with my shit.

I will share a video from a band I liked back in the 90's. 20th century. Really good days, 

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Old Men

Truth about old men

“The wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.” Ernest Hemingway 

Quick Thought

Starting to see complaints on various Social Media sites. Why? AI. It's becoming too much. Some of the images/memes can be fun, but the complaint states: We want a way to filter out AI stuff. Too much. 

I concur. 100 percent. Absitively!!

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Memories

EPCOT Dive Quest.
Quite a few years back.

The Magic Band was rated Undersea safe.

 
No photo shop or AI. I’m on the wet side of the window. My Granddaughter on the dry side in  warm climate controlled safety.
Little did I realize how I was rocking the “Baby Shark” Hairdo.

Reposted from a while back on Medium

The kids leaving on the Disney Dream Saturday. Ft Lauderdale 5 days West Caribbean.

Am I jealous? You bet I am. Does it matter? Not even a little bit in the scheme of things.