How quickly the world owes us something

Comedian Louis CK, brought to you by my fellow author Daisy Dexter Dobbs.  Her original blog here

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An author recently sent me a file my computer couldn't get open. Turns out it was in a format that used to be a journalism standard- .qxd.  Reminded me that when I was in high school when we wanted to use the computer we had to punch holes in a stack of paper cards first. We were told to learn Fortran. Typing was done on huge vibrating loaves of machine with a little leaping ball of letters, or more slowly on a smaller machine with many levers and an inky ribbon on two spools.  Nowadays I don't even need pieces of paper!

New century, longer lives, less muscle. We are used to sitting in chairs and flying very fast through the air, or down ribbons of asphalt macadam. Thank goodness for compost. Otherwise we might think that all waste goes away down pipes or in trash trucks and that's it.

The ancient New Year that starts at vernal equinox is approaching. Us folk bred farther from the Equator don't relate in our guts to the Chinese New Year that begins a cross-quarter sooner. My son outgrew his bed and is receiving a new one. Dirt is beginning to show through the snow. Already they are enforcing 'savings of Daylight', which it turns out was invented in Britain. In Sweden, nobody quits using their headlights to drive no matter what the time of day. Eggs and baby animals and brave bulbs blossoming.

And I am telling you this in signals that travel though space and back, and are recorded in the virtual realm where you can see them even after I leave again. And I am still cutting up old socks into rings and weaving them together into potholders the way I did when I was seven.