Prices go up and down.

It's the basic economic truth:

Supply is low and demand high, prices go up.

Supply is high and demand low, prices go down.

Gasoline and food prices are slowly going down.

That's all fine,

BUT

when are the prices going to go down for bon bons?

~

Tuesday I unfriended a long time (over 50 years) on FB.

We came from similar backgrounds, starting out with very little.

His step-mother got him a local franchise with a national chain of custom blinds and draperies 45 years ago and he became quite wealthy.

I have always been happy for him that he 'made it', but it changed him.

For several years now, the only time I ever see him is when he comes by to show off his newest car. I tried repeatedly to get him to just come by and hang out or go out and have a beer, but he always refused. His wife even told me she'd like him to go out somewhere with me, but no good.

Lately, he started sending me right wing literature and making fun of Democrats (nasty, untrue stuff) in messenger on FB.

I reminded him that we made an agreement not to discuss politics in the '70s.

It didn't work.

I asked him to stop sending me these things.

It didn't work.

I told him to stop sending the stuff.

He sent more and called me stupid for not agreeing with him.

So, I unfriended him.

As with a couple of other old drinking buddies, I found that as the years go by, you find out that all you really had in common was drinking.

A bit sad to have to do it,

but life goes on.

~

He's done it again:



Well done, I say!

I broke one of the sides of my reading glasses frames.

So I went old school and taped it with masking tape.

It should hold until I plop down another 6 or 7 bucks for some new ones.

It's not about style.

~

There's an ancient song titled 'I Want a girl Just Like the Girl Who Married Dear Old Dad'.

Yes, my mother was a great mom. Beautiful, too.

She cooked, cleaned, did laundry (and taught my sister and I how to do all that) and worked a full time job.

She and my father had an active sex life, too. I learned as a youngster that if their bedroom door was shut not to walk in.

So, maybe I should have done like the song said and not wasted my time chasing (as my grandfather would have called them) 'floozies'.

I had a lot of fun with those floozies,

but on retrospect, I'd have been more content in the long run with a gal who made me happy like dear old mom.

Freudian?

Maybe.

Who knows or cares?

Contentment is what matters most.

~

The old adage:

'It's not the heat, it's the humidity'

is exactly right today.

High of 85 degrees,

but humidity is 77%,

making it feel like the 90s outdoors.

Come on, fall!

~

I've been having computer problems occasionally.

Not from overheating.

Just quirky little things like updates starting when I have them set to take place when I'm not online. Or suddenly losing my internet connection.

After my latest problem, I sat and thought about what could be causing the difficulties.

Soon enough it dawned on me.

The last time I had a similar problem was right after an update.

So, not to get technical, I dug up the latest updates and found a couple for things I don't need and deleted them.

Today, all is as it was before.

Hunky-dory, peachy-keen.

I'd like to thank lipsforlips for the input. It is appreciated.

My world is a brighter place when things go as they should.

~

My computer hates me.

Updates come at inappropriate times.

It shuts down for no reason occasionally.

The last two days, after writing lengthy emails to a close friend, I tried to add pics.

As soon as I hit the attach files button, it signed me out of my email account.

Email gone.

Blue language later,

I retyped my email and, sans pics, sent it out just fine.

Some days I long for sending regular letters in the mail.

First Celtics legend Bill Russell.

Then Nicolle Nichols, forever Lt. Uhura on the original Star Trek series.

And now Vin Scully, the voice of the Los Angeles Dodgers for 67 years has passed at 94.

Time outlasts us all, leaving only memories in its' wake.

~

Lt. Uhura has passed.

So beautiful and talented.

I believe (I could be wrong) she shared the first inter-racial kiss on t.v. with Capt. Kirk.

R.I.P., Nichelle