Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
There will come a day that we regret our paperless lifestyles. They say the internet is forever, but it ain't necessarily so. We could lose it all with a random at of the Sun, or of a hostile power.
I still use a printer. Not often, but I like to print pictures. Also, I like to have hard copies of income tax stuff. Got to have something for the lonely file cabinet, right?
We still own a printer. We don't use it a lot, but once in a while we do. I'd like to print off all the genealogy information I have for our family tree. There's just something about seeing it on paper that makes it more exciting. Once in a while I print off a recipe.
My pet peeve currently is APA, which stands for both the American Psychology Association and the American Psychiatric Association When you have to write a professional essay citing the APA using APA style, it gets rapidly absurd. I thought major organizations sharing the same acronym was like, illegal. Sheesh
Clearing out the mailbox used to be a huge task in WdC. In the early days, I was so careful not to throw stuff away that making room in the box became too laborious to undertake. The result was that I didn’t do it until the box was bulging.
Then I decided that there was no point in being paranoid. I could not recall a time when I needed to read any mail earlier than the present. Gathering my courage, I clicked on the Select All button and then hit the garbage bin. It cleared the page I was on, not the whole box.
It was so much easier than picking and choosing survivors that I gritted my teeth and went through page after page, deleting everything. In the end, I had a pristine mailbox without a thing in it. And it took a few minutes, that’s all.
That’s been my system for a few years now and I have yet to regret ditching a single email. Yesterday’s news is yesterday’s news, after all.
I just cleared it out again today, so don’t ask me whether I received your email or not - I’ve no idea.
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