I'm on the couch with the little Acer, Jay's at the table with the wide-screen laptop, and the media center PC is chugging along in the corner. I wonder in another ten years how many CPU's will be running within arm's length.
I started to say I am looking out at the Fraser River. With these horizontal blinds up, the view is more pronounced. It's gray out as evening is falling. Yet somehow everything looks like the contrast has been turned up. Here comes the rain again. Oh no, just by typing that I've now got the old Eurythmics song playing in my head. How the mind works is a funny thing. How some people's minds don't work may be even funnier.
I just put a quote by Elinor Roosevelt as my status on Facebook. It reads like this:
"Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people." -- Eleanor RooseveltI had to look up whose quotation it was. I thought of it today as I was subjected to hearing about the possible break up and then subsequent denial. The insignificant gossip was an item on the morning news and subsequently posted all around the Internet. I wasn't searching for it. Frankly, I could care less. Somehow saying that I don't give a flying f, more adequately describes my true feelings. I cannot really understand why TV shows like ET and Access Hollywood exist. I actively hate the wasted time and websites. Moreover, I feel the same way about the people who report and watch such rubbish.