Sunday, June 12, 2022

The Binary Irony of Cell Phones......A Geezers Lament

 Hey folks.........   it's a Sunday and my wife is at a dog show.  I'm at home relaxing with a dog and cat and 2 barn cats and a slew of hummingbirds   I want to write a post about cell phones and the ironies of it all for me.  I've had heart trouble Afib for 18 years.  But in the last 3 months or so my heart condition has gotten worse.  I'm wearing an 8 day ekg monitor as I type.  And I have an echo sonogram coming up.  I spent 10 hours in the ER at Nanticoke to get my pulse rate under control.  My goal in life right now is to stay calm. And stay alive.  What has heart trouble to do with cell phones?  As I sat down here a few minutes ago and thought about relating my story my heart rate was going crazy.  It's because the cell phone topic causes me anxiety.  It turns out I don't really want to talk about cell phones.   So I will change my format here and just make random statements and some of you readers may identify with me, probably not,  I'm solo on this rant!        

Verizon started the problems for me out of the clear blue

They said they can no longer support my old flip phone

I had just put a brand new battery in my old flip phone and it was working great

I had no choice but to get a new phone.

So I got an Android Galaxy Samsung  Verizon AO3s smart phone.

It had GPS and Music and of course a thousand other things...Apps   Apps Apps

The Verizon Store would help me switch the number over from flip to smart

It's very difficult to even make that appointment.  Long story too long for now

I had the phone 3 months and it was frustrating me.  Long story  too long for now

I ordered a new flip phone that they would support.......Long story

Dealt with Verizon a lot more  Long story

Wait Mr. Lloyd:  you want to upgrade back down to a flip?  Are you sure?  BIG long story!

My heart is acting up thru all of this....Long story  Big long story

Finally get my new little flip phone   and keep the Android aside without a number

I still after 3 weeks or so have trouble learning the new flip,  but not frustration

My heart is fluttering just thinking about this

The Android makes me anxious and sad

The TCL Flip makes me happy and not worried about cell phones

I had a bag phone called a "car phone"  in 1995 and cell phones from then on

100% of my sociogram thinks I am a stupid ass for getting the flip.  They are right!

Readers,  the longest day approaches ..  it's windy and warm today and sunny and I'm glad the ER fixed me so I can see and feel these things.  Instead of day by day I'm takin' life hour by hour.  Nature is real,

life is in the mind.        Peace                LLITTY        :::::+:::::


  


  

 

Saturday, June 11, 2022

I Come and Stand at Every Door

 Hi friends...    

In an earlier post I talked about having too many things to pray about and feel so sad about.                         And how Dylan had decided a big storm of thunder and lightning could seem to be as church                       bells tolling for the underdog and forsaken .  There's just too much trauma and terror every day.                  The recent killings of children hit me very hard.  I have a heart condition and I'm always trying to               tamp down.  I wound up in the ER last week with a surprise spiky arrythmia.  So I guess my heart               is twice broken now.   I can't wrap my head around the cruelty .  I've stopped asking "why?"  "why?"         There are lots of poems about peace and protest.  This is the one we all need to hear right now.                                                                                                                                                                                              ' I come and stand at every door.  Though none can hear my silent tread.  I knock and yet remain unseen       For I am dead  For I am dead.   I'm only seven although I died in Hiroshima long ago..I'm seven now as I was then... when children die      They do not grow.

My hair was scorched by swirling flame    my eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind    Death came and turned my bones to dust    and that was scattered by the wind.

I need no fruit I need no rice.  I need no sweets nor even bread.  I ask for nothing for myself.                    For I am dead.  For I am dead.     All I ask is that for peace,  you fight today you fight today                    So that the children of this world may live and grow and run and play.                                                 

                                  LloydLou ITTY             :::::+:::::


Saturday, May 21, 2022

"Be My Baby"

 Hello friends.     I've been dormant for three months.  Even while dormant I had to move around a little.     Twice a month I resupply hay bales,  get shavings for the stall,  other horsey supplies.   I also feed and water the horse when wife is busy,  at doggie school,  at an event, etc.  Mostly I stayed in bed last 90 days for no reason.  Wait...there was a reason...I just don't know what it was.  As best as I can remember  I spent day by day watching cable and reading.  And that's OK.  So what?   The trouble is that gradually I lost interest in everything.  Spring came and I got the mower out and spooled up.  Somehow that made me feel stronger.  Then I had a Dr. appointment and I had to interact for that and it went OK.  Now that I am closer to normal I may be able to move around more.   Enough geezer gripes.  Just stay thankful.       Next:  2 different songs   "Be My Baby"  and "Don't Worry Baby"

I have home made oldies CD's for my car that my wife has made for me through the years.  I had lost one for a while and forgotten it and it's a strange one.   The CD had about 9 selections and 3 of them were a song called "Don't Worry Baby"   I had the original Beach Boys version which I used to play over and over to try to learn the song.   I had the cool cover version wife pulled off internet.  It was Laurie Morgan and it was excellent.  The vid has Laurie in the studio with the real beach boys as back up.  It looks like each of the Beach Boys is in love with her.  The third version was "Don't Worry Baby"  by none other than Ronnie Specter.   The Ronnie Specter version is amazing.   When you hear her voice you know who it is and it just makes me smile every time.  I had my wife print up a 1964 B&W 8x10 head shot and an 8x10 of the Ronettes.  Ronnie is on my wall.   After doing some surfing the net I found out all about Ronnie and Phil Specter and the Ronettes   And I found out that Brian Wilson:  the leader of the Beach Boys and the writer of Don't Worry Baby:  wrote the song for Ronnie Specter.  

Ronnie has passed away this year in January.  She was 78.  

I just read her auto- biography.  It's an easy read and the music memories and stories are very charming when they are not creepy scary.   She had a very interesting life.  The session pros in the studios called her "the voice"   Her first and biggest hit went to no.1 on the charts.  It was "Be My Baby"   She was      seventeen. Phil Specter promised her his world but denied her own world.  Quite a story                           Happy Spring and Summer.                   LLITTY       :::::+:::::

Saturday, February 5, 2022

Winter Spring Downsize

 We got a foot of snow here about a week ago.  Our second snow of the season.  No sense in trying to shovel it.  I'm a 72 year old geezer and the driveway is 300 feet long.  We have a nice neighbor who told me all I have to do is let him know and he will come over with his loader and get us out.  Thank you Bill!   But we didn't call him.  My wife's doggie class was cancelled and we were stocked on groceries etc. and it was nice.  We have a little gas log in our little great room in our little house.  We,  like everyone else, are quite used to staycation by now.   My only fear of the blizzard was a power failure event.  We have a Generac but not the kind that comes on line automatically and is fueled by natural gas or LP gas.  We've all seen their infomercials on TV.  Something like that would be great for us old folks.   However,  when we bought this little downsize house in the exburbs,  we right away bought a portable Generac and the set up is halfway to that Automatic system.  We haven't had to use it yet fortunately,  and we've been here 3 1/2   years.  Now that groundhog day is over,  I can finally allow myself to think of the promise of spring:  It started in Scranton....it's now number one....The Pennsylvania Polka!  about 3 more weeks of winter.       Mostly I do nothing but sleep, watch cable, doom scroll on desktop, and read.  I never write as you can see by my blog.   Playing my guitar is splotchy.  I go a couple months playing almost every day,  then a couple months- nothing.   When I start back up playing my calluses are mostly soft and it's hard to play.      And I forget how to play and sing etc.  And here's the weird thing:   When I first go back to play it's all I can do to get the thing in tune.  And my throat damaged by cancer treatment has my voice thin.  I kind of give up.  But if I can stay interested a bit,  around night three of back at it,  something happens and I do not just a bit better,  but I start to click and it's crazy fun because it seems so fresh.  Because I haven't heard the songs in two months.  I play better than ever. At least for me. (my better than ever is just a hack...I'm a duffer)    No one hears me anyway.   Wife is at the other end of the house and I'm in the garage.   Our house is a1900  sq.ft.  rambler or rancher,  one floor (good for old folks),  they call it a railroad house one hall from the garage back to the bedrooms.  Like I said it's a downsize.  From our farm in Dorchester Co. Md. where we had 89 acres with a one hundred year old farmhouse which was a money pit.  My wife had horses and other pets and I had airplanes and other toys.  I kinda miss the 20X40 in ground pool,  the 2900 ft. airstrip and the his and hers outbuildings.  My 40X60 hangar with a poured floor and a man cave and a loft.  Wife's 36X48 7 stall barn and tack room.  We couldn't have it forever anyway.  Nobody can have anything forever.  Wife and I love our downsize.  I call it the enchanted cottage.  I shall write a post about that some other day.  Our Delaware downsize is only 23 miles from our former  Maryland farm and we have moved across the Mason and Dixon Line!  No wonder I'm so politically confused!

Thank you readers.  I love you.                   LLITTY         :::::+:::::

Thursday, January 6, 2022

Twelfth Night

 It's still Xmas for 3 more hours.  The Twelfth Day of Xmas.  12 Drummers and the Apostles Creed.              On Monday we had a one day Blizzard on Delmarva.  The snow is still on the ground and on the roofs.      We were snowed in.  Wife made pancakes.  I employed state of the art staycation.  On Tuesday we woke up to a white thick Xmas.  Wife ran her garaged 4 wheel drive up and down the driveway.  You park on a driveway and you drive on a parkway.  I shoveled narrow walks to the sheds.  And cement patio, porch and sidewalk.  We stayed home, but not snowed in.  Then Wednesday I cleaned snow off my little white car and my little blue pickup.  Ran Corolla to wawa for fuel,  then to p.o. Seaford-- then to Taco Bell and on way home Tractor supply for couple of bags of feed.  Took a long coffee break--Then the truck to wawa for fuel  then to Trac Supply again for 8 bales of hay.  Then home and another coffee break.  A cat nap and it got dark.  The days are getting longer.  How can that be.  Back into the car which is ready to go.  Over to Bridgeville 3.5 miles away.  McDs and home. On Thursday.... that is today.  Insurrection Day-  it's another big staycation day.    So in a few hours the holidays are over.  I had my phone off all day.  I didn't doom scroll TV or desk top.  I didn't feel like following the anniversary of the Capital riot.      But I checked in tonight on CNN etc.   No huge street armies fighting...or bombs....  No burning of the Reichstag.  A lot about Covid.   I'm kind of glad I'm not up to date.   Groundhog Day in about 4 weeks.  Snow still on the ground slowly melting.  They are saying another east coast storm hits here tomorrow.  I've been in the now of activity last couple of days.  Concurrently, I haven't had the blues.   The sea changes and red crazy sunsets have given me a charge maybe and the soreness from shoveling  too.  Do it all again tomorrow.  Thanks readers.........be safe..     they say Omicron will peak in about a month.   Maybe.                                                                                          LLITTY

Friday, December 31, 2021

Still Xmas Part 2

Winter Greetings and Happy New Year.  HNY.  Happy New York.  A few days ago at my last post I thought I would post every day for the twelve days...but of course that dinna happen.  I was busy staring into the abyss.  Wallowing in self pity.......Wafting between daydreams and actual sleep 24-7.                      That post dealt with the day of and days after Xmas.  But I'm not done with the thread  yet.  Right now on New Years Eve I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas!  It's still Christmas while the  Magi  are enroute!  It's still Xmas and I want to send some late xmas cards.  I'm not sure why.  I never send Xmas cards.  But all the stores have already gotten rid of Xmas cards and the Valentines are up.  What happened to all the Xmas stuff being at least 50% off?  The day after Xmas is Boxing Day in the U.K.  Oddly I need an unboxing day.  We have lots of empty boxes as I am sure you do to.  We have a recycle cart can so I cut up the boxes and they pick up .  I was way behind on getting the boxes gone.  On Boxing Day I got to work but it's not done.  The day after Xmas is also The Feast of St. Stephen.  "He who would help the poor shall yourself find blessing"   So today is New Years Eve.  The 7th day of Xmas with 7 swans representing 7 days of Creation.  January 6 is the 12th day of Xmas.  Twelfth Night.  Jan. 6 .  Wait. Jan. 6  Hmm sounds familiar?   Twelve Drummers represents 12 points of doctrine in the apostle's creed. " Holy Catholic Church,  Forgiveness of sins, Life everlasting, etc.           I took that oath when I was about 13 yr. old.  OK all this stuff is after Xmas day.   Now let me opine      on the lead up to Xmas day.  The lead up is "Advent''.  The 4 Sundays before Xmas.  Fasting at different levels. Special Sunday worships. Traditions, etc.  But the Advent is really no fun leading up to Xmas. Advent Calanders  have come back in style.   Over the years we have supplanted Advent with a huge commercial endeavor that lasts from Halloween through Thanksgiving to Xmas and ending on Dec. 26.    It's a situation where there is a rat race to find gifts,  spend money we don't have,  look forward to Yuletide, and dread it at the same time! Retailers claim that they make most of their profit in the last two months of the year.  So Advent is way more important to our culture than the Twelve Days  after.

I've always pushed back against the gift exchange except for children and adults that act like children.    There's a really cool song pushing back a bit on Xmas  Goes back to maybe 50's or 60's.  The guy that wrote it,  Sammy Cohn,  was so prolific that after a thriving career in tin pan alley in NY city he wound up in Hollywood and wrote a bunch of the theme songs to sit coms etc.  He was so successful that there is an award in the music industry named after him "The Sammy".  I'll just give you a few lines of my favorite Xmas song-  think bluesy beat:   "The jingle bells are jinglin',  the streets are white with snow, the happy crowds are mingling,  but there's no one that I know,  you'll know the way I'm feelin',  when you love and you lose....I guess I got the Xmas blues.  May all your days be merry....your season full of cheer--but 'till its February I'll just go and disappear  I hope that Santa brought you some stars for your shoes,  but santa only brought me the blues..........those brightly packaged tinsel covered Chris- mas-blues!   I love you readers.  Stay safe.  Happy New Year and   Merry Still Xmas!

LLITTY.........       ::::::+::::::






Tuesday, December 28, 2021

It's Still Christmas

Hello readers.  I'm still here.  I think. It's Dec. 28 and the 4th day of Xmas  The fourth day represents the four gospels of the New Testament.   So it is still Xmas until Jan. 6, Twelfth night So:  "Merry Christmas!"  I'm not religious as you folks know.  But I was raised as a Christian and I am a cultural Christian.  I love Christmas.  I push back a bit on parts of Xmas in many earlier posts. I stand by all the things I said then.   But due to the anxiety, anhedonia, and depression, that about a third of America feels,  I am trying to cherry pick some wisdom and joy that comes from my inner child and my imagination.  The twelve days of Christmas.  So goofy a song that you can't get it out of your mind!  So iconic that when somebody is telling you a long list of anything:  you can reply back sarcastically "And a partridge in a pear tree!"   This season I had remembered that the two turtle doves represented the old and new testament.  Three French hens are faith, hope and charity.  You can look this up.  Eight maids a milking.   I used to grab the new testament and just open to a page when I was worried or challenged or blue and 9 times out of ten there was an answer there for me.  And to this day I get bible inspiration  if I need it from Ecclesiastes Chapter 3  King James.       Eight maids a milking are represented by the 8 Beatitudes.  (Yes, there are twelve) .Christ's Sermans talk about us people.        In the times we are living  everybody needs to read and think about what Christ is saying when he describes us.  We have lost our way.  The way back is love, kindness, virtue  C'mon people we can do so much better.  Evolve to end starvation and homelessness.  Live for the planet and all humanity before the Tribe!  Nothing wrong with the tribe,  it's just 3000 years too far back in our reptile brains to be useful.   Hate is strong and mocks the song of "Peace on Earth Good Will to Men"   Thank you readers.     LLITTY    :::::+:::::