A lot of thoughts go whizzing by when I'm in the shower. By the time I get out, I have forgotten them all!
Is that what it means to get old? Well, I've been like that for all my life. I attribute it to absent mindedness. I recall that someone once said that this is a sign of intelligence. I don't know about that, but I have sure done dumb things because of my absent mindedness. I won't be recounting those, thank you very much. See a post yesterday for what it could do to your day.
One thing I'd like to mention. I have wondered if there's people actually reading this. If there isn't, there's a real scary smart bot out there that acts as if it knows me. It's an it, or it's a person, but what it is, it is damned smart as far as I can tell.
Anyway, somebody or something clicked on a post about Ann Barnhardt. I haven't been writing much about her lately, so maybe a person or a bot picked up on that. I get little indications like that that tell me that something is up with somebody out there who is reading this blog, whether it is a real person or not. Well, there's nothing to report. She's not writing much these days. She's got troubles, it appears.
Sure, I follow Ann Barnhardt, but I don't know her, and I don't know what is going on there aside from what she has shared on her blog. That's all I've got.
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