My favorite sign right by the dog walk in Florida. This one is on I95 south of Jacksonville. Like that chain fence is gonna keep the poisonous snakes in.
So now my life consists of treatment for depression, social media, TV and reading. None of that seems to be doing the trick to happiness.
Reading is not making me happy, the few authors I like do not write more than a book a year. And some of them suck. I am currently trying to slog through a book about the Vanderbilt mansion in Asheville, NC., some crap by a writer of lesser talent about a woman in France with no job married to a con man, and some books on Highly Sensitive People of which I think I am one. So is my son in my opinion. Do not like any of them.
TV is not great, Star Trek's Picard can not carry the entire genre. There are only so many news/political programs you can watch without pulling out your hair. There is the guilty pleasure of one soap opera but that show can take a week to say an entire sentence much less a story. And there only a few people and they are all exes. Yes, everyone sleeps with everyone and it seems often. Kinda sicko. The latest Bachelor should be sent to Survivor and burned at the stake.
However there is one thing that just keeps on giving, FaceBook. There are groups. One group of women are obsessively buying not cheap shoes that do not fit and make their feet smell. They talk about this for hours. They order 600 dollars worth of these shoes at a time and then post pictures asking how these crap fitting shoes look. And not one of them is a leg or foot model. When that gets old you have the people searching for treasure buried 40 years ago from a book with crappy graphics. They are the most fun. You have to read the book and study the picture and figure out where to dig up the cask and the key. And then you post your theory because you cannot figure out how to dig the hole to find the cask and the key. And then everyone tells you you are wrong. This has been going on for 40 years.
There was one FB group about Southern Manners but it got so nasty they had to shut it down.
Well, it's Friday night and Big Daddy is gonna surprise me with dinner. IF there is food at the store, he can make it home through the lines of tanks keeping us safe (joking) and we still have gas and electric. Cos if no one works we have no goods and services. Anybody think about this shit.
I had to chuckle at the site on matters that was so nasty. Sounds a lot like social media. Sorry you are having a hard time finding books.
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Yep, those southern babes do not like snippy northern women telling everyone it is ok to wear white shoes and seersucker in January in the snow bank.
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