I received a notice recently that unless I once more shared my great thoughts with the world in general and my multitude of faithful readers in particular, I would lose my posting rights. This caused me a degree of distress as I have discovered with advancing age, my great thoughts still arrive, but my ability to retain them for any significant length of time is limited.
Just the other day as I was drifting off to my second of three daily naps, I had a vision of how the universe began and noted it on a pad I keep next to my bed. Unfortunately, I neglected to include any salient details and felt so dreadful, I immediately dozed off again. I mentioned this to an acquaintance who observed: "Nobody wants to know - its no fun. The fun only occurs when the sanctimonious on each side of the issue begin their timeless and repetitive chatter - in actuality, only a handful of very pretentious and boring individuals keep the debate going."
This soothed me for a while until I realized I didn't really give a fig about how the universe began. In fact, I would wager many would agree. On the other hand, a great, great many are concerned about when their own individual universe will end - as it most surely will. Thoughts along these lines make further napping difficult and, interestingly, make them almost impossible to forget.
I could go on but its a little after 10 p.m. now and that means my wife's addiction to Fox news will shortly abate and I will have an opportunity to watch whatever dreck comes on at these late hours. At one time not too long ago I would use these hours to watch the evening replays of the day's professional golf tournaments. American players (like the Brits before them) were the titans of the sport. Unfortunately, again like the Brits, they are being dethroned by upstarts from unexpected parts of the world - mostly from the Asian countries. This is particularly noticeable in women's golf where women from South Korea have become a dominant force.
Sic transit gloria.
