Take that, fortune tellers!
Every so often, one of my sixteen readers will ask, "Why don't you update your blog more often?" And to them I say, "Parachutes." Because that makes as much sense as anything else I could say. It is true that I don't write as much as I used to. It's partly due to the fact that most of what I think has already been written and partly because I have come to the grim realization that what I write doesn't matter. Drivers merging onto freeways don't yield ( even though the sign says "Yield"), people still throw their trash everywhere and we still celebrate New Year's Day . Life goes on in spite of my protest or angst over it. Nothing changes. We live in our little worlds. It seems that the more "worldly" we become, the more our world shrinks. We are hooked-up to the Internet via our phones, which are really tiny handheld computers, and the size of our sphere of influence extends as far as our circ...