Wow! I can't believe that it's been, let's see; May, June, July, (counting fingers)...........February 2010........10 months! since I have put anything up on our blog.Well, that's because:
1. You haven't been sending anything to me to put up and my silhouette cutting abilities are limited. And...
2. I have been experiencing more than a few intertubz problems over the past several months. Mainly, my formerly reliable satellite service, which I won't name, but they made a movie about its namesake starring Leonardo DiCaprio. No, not Titanic, though, there are similarities. It got so bad that I finally took down the dish and had a competitor's satellite system installed. Unfortunately, that one too is under preforming. Bottom line: I have to spend a lot of time waiting for a single page to download and uploading photos to the blog, or any other destination, can take quite a while. This country is definitely in need of some better broadband providers and capabilities.
The good news is that after visiting the hths1962 email site the other day, which I hadn't done since before Thanksgiving, I was pleasantly surprised by a couple of earlier emails. The first from Mary Carajat, who sent me a very informative Christmas letter about her and Wes' doings - and a belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you, Mary and Wes.
The second was from, Ted Hack, who sent me some very interesting photos with background which will be the subject of the next post. Ted has restored my interest in the blog and I'll try to persevere with it for at least a bit longer while resisting the temptation to throw the computer at the wall. Ted's post should appear in the next 10 days or so.
The second was from, Ted Hack, who sent me some very interesting photos with background which will be the subject of the next post. Ted has restored my interest in the blog and I'll try to persevere with it for at least a bit longer while resisting the temptation to throw the computer at the wall. Ted's post should appear in the next 10 days or so.
Addendum: Had a conversation with Tom Polese this evening and, according to him, Facebook is the new Gary's for the Class of 1962. That's where everyone is having almost real-time conversations while sipping diet cherry cokes. I even joined last year at Mary Carajat's invitation, but just like with the blog, it got lost in the back recesses of my mind with the all consuming Internet problems. I'll have to head over there and see what I've been missing out on.
Can Twitter and tweeting be far behind?
Addendum #2: 2/15. I just cleared out another email account that I hadn't visited in awhile, the one connected to Facebook, and sitting there amid all the clutter and Viagra come-ons was an inquiry by Stephanie Visokay, left prior to Thanksgiving, asking if I hadn't ought to be out hunting up one of my wild turkeys about now.
Well, Steph, I suppose I could sit in my favorite chaise out on the deck and nail one of these bad boys with a slingshot if I wanted, but that would hardly be sporting now, would it?
Besides, there's all that messy plucking and gutting and cleaning and, frankly, I'd rather hunt up an invitation to partake in someone else's turkey preparation abilities. Delegate some things whenever possible, is the credo I try to live by. I can, however, always be counted on to stalk a wild dessert or a few bottles of wine to bring to the table. P.S. I spent turkey day in Ashland, Or.
Again, belatedly, I hope you, and everyone else who drops by this way, had a fantastic Thanksgiving.
Can Twitter and tweeting be far behind?
Addendum #2: 2/15. I just cleared out another email account that I hadn't visited in awhile, the one connected to Facebook, and sitting there amid all the clutter and Viagra come-ons was an inquiry by Stephanie Visokay, left prior to Thanksgiving, asking if I hadn't ought to be out hunting up one of my wild turkeys about now.
Well, Steph, I suppose I could sit in my favorite chaise out on the deck and nail one of these bad boys with a slingshot if I wanted, but that would hardly be sporting now, would it?
Besides, there's all that messy plucking and gutting and cleaning and, frankly, I'd rather hunt up an invitation to partake in someone else's turkey preparation abilities. Delegate some things whenever possible, is the credo I try to live by. I can, however, always be counted on to stalk a wild dessert or a few bottles of wine to bring to the table. P.S. I spent turkey day in Ashland, Or.Again, belatedly, I hope you, and everyone else who drops by this way, had a fantastic Thanksgiving.
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