Social MEdia

Everywhere you look someone is on a cell phone, a laptop, a device of some kind.  We no longer see people's eyes, because they are always focused in a downward direction.  We have launched a generation that has no idea how to have an ongoing conversation, because there are no silent spaces.  Every moment is filled tweeting, texting, e-mailing, or messaging someone who is not there.  They are constantly updating each other on every thought that passes through their minds.  What someone had for breakfast is suddenly equal to, even more important than, the real news of the world.  Why should I care that there is a famine in Africa?  I have breakfast to report.

Narcissus appears to be alive and well and living on planet Earth.

INTJ 101....

I have recently engaged in a mental exercise online which has provided me with some fascinating insight into both myself and other people.  I did a personality profile test, expecting to find some change with the passing years in who I am and how I approach the world.  In fact, I have changed, but only slightly, and I continue to fall into that very small sliver of people known as INTJ on the Myers Briggs Type Indicator personality profile.

Turkey of a day...

Today started as too many Thanksgiving Days do in my house.  The turkey was still frozen, I was tired and didn't want to get out of bed, I am behind on everything, and my dining room table is covered in brochures for work.

Since that early morning hour, I have managed to speed thaw the turkey, cook the giblets, make the stuffing, stuff the bird, get the turkey in the oven, scrub the potatoes, prepare the carrots, get the green bean hot dish ready to pop into the oven, and I even got in a shower.  I fed the rabbit, two dogs, fish and bird, and I have had  a couple cups of coffee.  I am now contemplating my usual Thanksgiving day activity, finishing up the Christmas cards.  Of course, I'm a little behind this year.  I think I have them.  Somewhere.

Shutting the barn doors and all that jazz...

Unless you have been under a rock lately, you are probably aware that Penn State University has undergone a scandal of epic, one might even say Vatican sized, proportions.  Too bad they didn't pay a little more attention to how that whole "deny and ignore the problem and hope it goes away" thing worked out for the Catholic Church.  Perhaps if they had fine tuned a little more closely, they might have made some better decisions for themselves and the children entrusted to their care.

Party of One...

When I was growing up, I wanted to be Mary Richards. Mary Tyler Moore portrayed her single, working woman character as beautiful, fun and interesting. She led an exciting life filled with friends, cute furniture, glamorous clothing and people around whenever she wanted. But she had solitude when that was desired, as well. It was, in a word, a perfect life.