Rejected

 

            People often ask me how I come up with so many different subjects for my blog. Actually, nobody has ever asked me that, but they may have been thinking it.

 

            As part of the process, I usually consider several possibilities before choosing one, and as I write, I may swerve onto another subject. But there are some subjects that I simply consider and reject. Here are a few:

 

·      What do wealthy people look like? How can you tell? We actually had a conversation with a waitress on this subject, and she had plenty of ideas. So did we – but I don’t want to write about it because it would lead me to stereotyping, which I deplore. But you might want to come up with a few features on your own, without my help.

 

·      What stupid things have I done in my life? I have actually covered a lot of ground on this subject, so there is no need for a separate post.

 

·      President Trump? I believe that people read my stuff as an escape from current politics, and I apologize for even mentioning his name.

 

·      My sore knee? No, I don’t have a sore knee, but I don’t want the blog to be where an old guy describes aches and pains. Yes, we need support, and there is nothing wrong with asking for it. But I like Kim’s example – stoically soldiering through her pain and fatigue to look after me and our home.

 

·      Sex

 

·      Computer problems? These seem to be consuming a lot of my time, and probably yours, so the last thing you want to do is read about them.

 

·      The tongue: How amazing it is, if you stop to think about it. Perhaps this is best kept private.

 

·      Kids these days. I have a coaster that reads, “When I was your age, I had to walk 10 feet through shag carpet to change the TV channel.” We have probably heard enough of these. On the other hand, it might be fun to imagine kids confronting our old technology. Phone booth? Pencil sharpener? Conversation?

 

·      This one? Probably should have . . ..