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Two Ear Buds

   Hello again, my friends in the ether. We have had a nice day, here in the green retreat. We did some chores, like mowing and washing clothes. We were preparing for a cookout tomorrow and had to change out some burners in our grill. For those of you who don't grill much let me tell you a bit about grills. I have a medium priced grill that costs about $350.  The trend today is to have components that intentionally  wear out within a year or two in order to optimize revenue. Sort of a 'make things cheap so we can sell replacement parts annually' operation. The marketing gurus call this planned obsolescence. I call it a bit crooked. They charge twice as much for replacement burners than they should, also. We found some burners much cheaper on Amazon.
    We had to replace the burners in our grill for the second time in 3 years. They just fell into dust. We got the job done, then we sat side by side on the deck so we could share ear buds on an I-Pod. One for her ear and one for mine. We listened to all those great songs from our youth and joked around, laughing and cutting up. We might have drank a few beers and a glass of white wine, I really can't remember. Then I wrote 3 chapters of a time travel novel I'm working on. Then I wrote about one half of Chapter 2 for the short story I shared yesterday called Tale Of The Black Mushroom. All in all it was a very pleasant day, here in the woods. Now I plan to eat some home-made tacos and french fries while drinking coke and watching Baggage.
    After all that, I plan on going to bed early, which is around 2 a.m. for me. I may be able to finish that short story late tonight, but I doubt it.
     I assume you have read about the newspaper in England that was caught hacking cell phones for the purpose of getting a story. I know that every one has baggage. Jerry Springer taught me that. But to tap a dead girl's cell phone is reprehensible to say the least. However, let me tell you about what happened to me a few weeks ago.
     I was sitting in my recliner, reading Pulse news feeder on the I-Pad. This gives you all manner of feeds which you select. They can be about news, games, sports, jokes. There are literally hundreds of choices. I clicked on an article from a noted paper and read a bit of it. Then I shut the I-Pad off and came to the study, going immediately to my blog. As my blog page came up there appeared momentarily a glimpse of the paper's famous icon and the name of the paper. I ask you, was this paper, or one of their employees, hacking me? I don't know. If you get too paranoid, you'll quit going on-line at all. We are, however, way past 1984, both in a timeline and in eavesdropping.
     For those gamers among you, let me tell you about an issue with a great game. Star Battalion is one of the great games on I-Pad and I heartily recommended it in my review. I have to say that the other night when I came back to the game after not playing for a day or so, the game put me back to the beginning instead of saving my progress. It's not like I was 50% through or something; I was not. In fact, I was only 4% through. Still, it should be fixed. At my age, how long do I have to redo things? Ha, Ha, I think. (I hope it is a joke.) By the way, I don't regret buying the game for a second. You won't either.
    I don't know if I mentioned to you about my blog being on Amazon. I have an author page over there and I finally got an RSS feed from here to there. It's nice of Amazon to do that, especially since I talk a lot about I-Pad games.
    Hey. Another game related note. I was surprised and not offended by my game called N.O.V.A. 2 the other night. This is what happened. I was in a big shootout in an enemy base and was doing pretty well. I had a big laser gun mounted on a tripod and was wearing out these armored dudes. They were running around, sprinting from cover to cover and shooting at me. Then, to my surprise, they started calling me a bad word. It took me aback for a moment but it gave me added incentive to ventilate them. Much more fun than washing their mouths out with soap. I'm convinced that they are good ole boys. They just weren't taught to respect their elders. Besides, I use bad language in my books so I can't be too hard on a bunch of aliens in fear for their life. I know you're thinking that I might be getting too deeply immersed in my games but nothing could be further from the truth. I'm outta here.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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