Soapbox Friday
You have seen those ‘fixit” shows. Most of them assume that the average person has an inexhaustible supply of money (to attempt home projects and auto repair). Let me demonstrate:
daily column about every day things by Greg L Folsom
You have seen those ‘fixit” shows. Most of them assume that the average person has an inexhaustible supply of money (to attempt home projects and auto repair). Let me demonstrate:
Suppose this was your last day on earth and you knew it (and could do nothing about it)? What in your life is so important that it would require your attention on that day? If you know the answer to that, then you are aware of what gives your life meaning.
It was 1959, and I was in the first grade. That is when I first saw you. You brought great joy into my life. You were so sweet and so very fulfilling! Every time people saw me with you they wanted you too.
I recently received an early Christmas present from my youngest son, Benny. It was a very nice laptop computer. I have been wanting to get one for a long time, due to its portability. However, I need to get used to it, first. I am sure it is just a matter of adjustment.
Have you ever heard the sound of water running and when you enter the bathroom, it stops. Has your water bill recently gone up for no apparent reason? If so, you may have a haunted toilet.
Why is it that everything seems to be more complicated than you expect? For example, I replaced the bathroom doorknob today. It should have been a simple ten-minute job.
Let me take you back to Thanksgiving dinner at the Folsom household in the 1960s:
Why is it so hard to lose weight? I believe that we are possessed by (what I call) fat demons. Is it so very hard to believe? Think about this.
I would like to see a remote control that you could mute people with just the press of a button. Imagine all the quiet evenings at home with the kids muted (or at least with their volume turned down).
Have you ever got frustrated with something and just went off? Most likely, the answer is yes. Well I think the same thing may just happen to our personal computers.
I believe there are simple explanations for things that go “bump in the night”. However, I have been privy to many strange incidents in my 56 years.
Growing up in Kansas City, Kansas in the 60s was something special. And winters were a pleasant part of it.