Too Many, Just Too Many

I have come to the conclusion that I've had too many rods in too many fires (think lots of marshmallows in lots of different campfires).

I had to cut something I had been wanting to for months. I let myself be dragged back into something I had walked away from. Looking at this, I see what is messed up with my generation. 

We always want the easy way out. Even if that means we give in. I guess being born in one of the most tumultuous times made us put our heads in the sand when we became aware of our surrounding because we had been pounded with civil rights, womans rights, gay rights, equality for all, etc. Growing up in Oakland, by the time I was 13, and videos came out, I just wanted to climb in that video world and pretend that electric blue was a great color.

So many things in my surroundings were so important and complicated, I was well aware and could intelligently discuss, what was best for my fellow man (in what you would call a liberal bent) because I was with my Grandmother on a lot of weekends and all summer.

This was a woman who loved the news. Three or four hours a day, local news, national news, the news hour at ten, the news at 11, and last, if not least, Tomorrow after Johnny. I absorbed it like I was listening to a college professor. She read the newspaper and when Moscone and Milk were murdered, I got to hear about politics for a few months because Moscone was her favorite mayor (even though we lived in Oakland).

Yet Again

Jebus, this gets boring, but I'm trying to do this during the quarantine, and since my generation is supposed to be able to adjust to this the easiest (look it up on Twitter), I will give it the good old heave ho.

Tomorrow. Hah! Isn't that normal for my generation? I think so.

Maybe

Have you ever found yourself buying domain names and never using them? Even though you buy fancy website building packages? I think I've spent hundreds of dollars over the years trying to be a person that can attract some attention and try to change the world by babbling on the web. Trying yet again to make a difference. So, here we go again. Wish me luck.