Well, all righty, gang!!
In case you're only checking in to find out what the weather is like here today...
Yes, another beauty!! It's currently 64 degrees (Fahr.), sunny, very low humidity, and only getting into the low 80s again today. How many days in a row now has Utopia persisted??? (I'm not going to count, lest I draw unnecessary attention to it, causing the Universe to smack its forehead and say: "Doh!! It's August over there. Crank that heat & humidiyt back up!!") (Just FYI, the Universe does not know how to spell "humidity.")
Here's something I found very, very interesting. I wish I'd had my flip camcorder with me yesterday (I still don't know how to get videos from my cell phone into my computer and so I rely on the (now) old-fashioned flip cam instead.). I found myself in my old neighborhood -- when I say old, I mean the 1970s. It was just about rush hour and I thought, well, why deal with the Kroger grocery store over by where I live? The traffic over there is insane during rush hour ("insane" by small town Ohio standards, not by, like NYC or L.A. standards); I'll just pop in to the old Kroger that's coming up here on my right...
And so I did! It was like being on an awfully big adventure! I had not been in that Kroger grocery store for 35 years, gang. 35 years is a long time. (For instance, when I was born, Hitler had only been dead for 15 years, and 35 years would have been like going back to 1925 -- Rudolph Valentino was still alive!)
So. I stepped in the front door of my old Kroger and, wow -- it looked, smelled, felt, sounded like it did 35 years ago. Not that it hasn't been updated a bit over time. It wasn't run down at all, but mostly what they'd done over the years was maintained the store exactly how it was. It was truly like going back in time! Right then, I decided I was going to shop there more often because I love to live in the past!!
I'm so serious. They carry all the organic food I like and have pretty much the same basic stuff I buy at my own present-day Kroger (which is, of course, super-duper modern, enormous, space-age -- meaning you can fly to Mars and buy special vitamin-enriched, energy-packed, evaporated "Mars Water" and be back at the checkout line in one convenient shopping trip).
Well, perhaps I won't shop in Retroland all the time, but I will certainly go there more often. It was like being in Tranquility Land. Like having an out-of-body experience. You know: "I don't really live here anymore like you people do; I don't exist in this time period. I'm a visitor from the future but I remember this quaint land well!" Then I'll go out to my car and drive back to the real world in under 12 minutes...
Speaking of loving old stuff. I am a die-hard fan of really, really old country music. I guess the still-living musicians from back then would prefer it if I called it "traditional" country and not simply "really, really old" country. And I love Marty Stuart, who is married to Connie Smith. (These are old-timers, although Connie, to put it politely, is a bit more of an old-timer than Marty is).
Well, Connie has a new album coming out in just a few days and I am SUPER excited, so I share that link with you here, gang!! (By "album", I guess I mean MP3 download...)
Okay. I guess I better scoot and get the day underway here. Thanks for visiting, gang!! I hope Thursday is really, really good to you! Let's meet back here tomorrow and compare notes! See ya.
[My old Kroger is even older than this! I'm so serious!! And it's about 1/4 of the size...]
Yes, another beauty!! It's currently 64 degrees (Fahr.), sunny, very low humidity, and only getting into the low 80s again today. How many days in a row now has Utopia persisted??? (I'm not going to count, lest I draw unnecessary attention to it, causing the Universe to smack its forehead and say: "Doh!! It's August over there. Crank that heat & humidiyt back up!!") (Just FYI, the Universe does not know how to spell "humidity.")
Here's something I found very, very interesting. I wish I'd had my flip camcorder with me yesterday (I still don't know how to get videos from my cell phone into my computer and so I rely on the (now) old-fashioned flip cam instead.). I found myself in my old neighborhood -- when I say old, I mean the 1970s. It was just about rush hour and I thought, well, why deal with the Kroger grocery store over by where I live? The traffic over there is insane during rush hour ("insane" by small town Ohio standards, not by, like NYC or L.A. standards); I'll just pop in to the old Kroger that's coming up here on my right...
And so I did! It was like being on an awfully big adventure! I had not been in that Kroger grocery store for 35 years, gang. 35 years is a long time. (For instance, when I was born, Hitler had only been dead for 15 years, and 35 years would have been like going back to 1925 -- Rudolph Valentino was still alive!)
So. I stepped in the front door of my old Kroger and, wow -- it looked, smelled, felt, sounded like it did 35 years ago. Not that it hasn't been updated a bit over time. It wasn't run down at all, but mostly what they'd done over the years was maintained the store exactly how it was. It was truly like going back in time! Right then, I decided I was going to shop there more often because I love to live in the past!!
I'm so serious. They carry all the organic food I like and have pretty much the same basic stuff I buy at my own present-day Kroger (which is, of course, super-duper modern, enormous, space-age -- meaning you can fly to Mars and buy special vitamin-enriched, energy-packed, evaporated "Mars Water" and be back at the checkout line in one convenient shopping trip).
Well, perhaps I won't shop in Retroland all the time, but I will certainly go there more often. It was like being in Tranquility Land. Like having an out-of-body experience. You know: "I don't really live here anymore like you people do; I don't exist in this time period. I'm a visitor from the future but I remember this quaint land well!" Then I'll go out to my car and drive back to the real world in under 12 minutes...
Speaking of loving old stuff. I am a die-hard fan of really, really old country music. I guess the still-living musicians from back then would prefer it if I called it "traditional" country and not simply "really, really old" country. And I love Marty Stuart, who is married to Connie Smith. (These are old-timers, although Connie, to put it politely, is a bit more of an old-timer than Marty is).
Well, Connie has a new album coming out in just a few days and I am SUPER excited, so I share that link with you here, gang!! (By "album", I guess I mean MP3 download...)
Okay. I guess I better scoot and get the day underway here. Thanks for visiting, gang!! I hope Thursday is really, really good to you! Let's meet back here tomorrow and compare notes! See ya.
[My old Kroger is even older than this! I'm so serious!! And it's about 1/4 of the size...]
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