I love words, don’t you? Take the title of this post: contemporary. The gist of the word is to say that it is “of the current times, trends.” We are all Contemporary. One might salute the word, “archaic” as being old school. Really old school. Of course, you and I are contemporary but I am really old so I might be considered, “borderline,” if referred to as “contemporary.”
As of this writing I am just a couple of weeks away from seventy-seven. Bet you didn’t guess that. “What’s an old coot doing with a new website?” Well, it is a decent question because another question might be-“Why aren’t you dead yet?” It ain’t luck that I am not dead yet and it isn’t super power either. It just “is” that I am still here and I feel great!
There was a time that I was a heavy drinker. Damn near killed me to the point of almost dead. Hospital and all the good times of coming back to life and learning to walk again. I don’t go at anything half-ass. I committed myself to alcohol and equally as much to getting over alcohol. Both, I know now, are completely possible and I am still living proof that life makes no sense. Welcome to Phrog! It isn’t spelled correctly but, like me, it works if you know your letters.
I don’t need meetings like AA. I just do what I’ve always done and feel great doing it. I wish the same for you as I hold no enmity for any but fools. You know, FOOLS! Those that know better but jump off buildings anyway, figuratively speaking, that is. Fools are a dime a dozen and eggs are smarter than fools except the embryos get scrambled for breakfast. That’s OK, they didn’t have a choice.
Choice. That is scheduled to be written about next. Don’t miss it!
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