Saturday, July 7, 2012

On standby


I realize, of course, that there are millions of blogs on the internet. Short of devoting myself full time to developing a blog with commercial appeal, it is unlikely that this blog will attract any attention. What I write here is, consequently, purely for my own amusement.

For the time being, I have chosen to amuse myself elsewhere.

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Friday, May 4, 2012

I'm hangin' up my spurs.


It's gotten to be a bit much, all the rigmarole that is required of my gratifying and enjoyable snowbird lifestyle.

So, I've decided to rent an apartment in Tucson. In addition, I'm going to sell both my GMC Suburban and my travel trailer.

As much as I love my Colorado mountain home, and as much as I dislike living in a city, health problems and increasing physical limitations suggest the need for an urban setting and the services it can provide. Much to my regret, Colorado's San Luis Valley is way too rural to provide that service base.

Since I need to go urban, I figured I might as well live close to the kids and grandkids. Besides, Tucson's always been on my short list of most tolerable citiesif you have to live in a city. Moreover, after the Rocky Mountains, I like the Sonoran Desert best.

Giving up driving is a choice I never thought I'd makeat least not voluntarily. The notion pretty much took me by surprise. But I don't enjoy driving like I used to, nor do I feel as proficient, and gas prices have really put the kibosh on the trips I had planned to make. Where once I put 20K+ miles a year on a car, nowadays it's under 3K, most of it in snow-birding twixt Tucson and South Fork.

I think I can depend on public transport in Tucson. Granted, I will miss the convenience of my own car, but I'll unload some significant expense items as well as some major headaches. In addition, I look forward to being able to afford to travel by Amtrak.

As the slogan points out, nothing is perfect.

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Friday, January 6, 2012

Lost in time


6:17 A.M.


I'm sitting here and I realize I have absolutely no idea what day of the week it is. Not a clue. Seems like maybe the last hazy recollection I have it was possibly a Monday...or maybe a Tuesday.

Early morning traffic noise suggests it's a work day, so I guess that narrows it some.

Okay, if I had'a guess, since I'm thinkin' it doesn't feel like it's been a week since I last noticed, I'd say late in the week, maybe Thursday.

(Check my computer.) Ta-Da! Friday! Close enough for government work.

So that would make it what? Like maybe the 6th or 7th. (Check my computer again.) Ah, the 6th. Now we're cookin' with gas!

I am very easily amused.
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