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.
I think the doctor sits in his office, drinking coffee and watching the next patient on his list. As soon as the doctor sees the patient is absorbed in reading, he sends the nurse out.
Ugh... That reminds me of the time I settled in at the library and got lost in a copy of Writer's Digest for the first time not so long ago. Just when all kinds of new worlds were opening up to me, Mom was like "come on! Time to leave..." and I was just about halfway through if even that. I can't believe it would have taken me about three hours to read a magazine, but apparently that was the timing.
It's hard to imagine a "Tiffany" in an old age home with her teeth in a glass on the bedside table. I think we should go back to the practice of calling everyone by his or her surname with a polite title in front of it.
Some names are just that...Names. Some have infamy attached, such as "Adolph" or "Brutus". The name game has been crazy since Hollywood put their 2-cents in. LOL.
I'm partial to the names Daniel and Ryan because of my favorite guys in music, and I believe Daniel was one of the best Bible characters... Right now I'm in the process of developing a fascinating Dan over at "Reflections"
Clarence was my mother's father but they called him Whitey due to his pale blond hair. My father's mother was Bertha, a name killed by WW2.
My best friend was given the name Alex. His grandmother called him Kevin so we did too. I can't dislike a Kevin when I meet one. Mark is another fond name.
I thought for a while that I was beginning to understand the strange logic of the stats. Having been through a period of record-breaking numbers, I narrowed the cause down to a poem I had written entitled Jordan Peterson. It must be the use of a currently important name, I thought. All the bots see it and bring in the searches on the name. Which seemed a reasonable explanation for a while.
Then the stats began to wither away and I figured that the unintended trick had played itself out. So I tried an experiment to test the theory. I wrote something including the word “trump” as a verb.
Nothing happened.
So, either I should have capitalised the word to mislead, or it’s not the cause of the wild fluctuations of the stats at all. And, of the two possibilities, I’m inclined to believe the second. It just seems to me to be more natural that stats should be inexplicable and disobedient to all logic.
Which is not to say that I will give up trying to understand them.
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