Three years ago I wrote a post titled In The Absence of Trust. You’d think that I would have learned my lesson then, but apparently not.
It’s worth repeating. Trust isn’t something that is given simply because you ask for it. It’s similar to respect. Both must be earned. There is a finite supply of both, and once you’ve used them up, it’s pretty tough to get any more.
Today I said goodbye to a friend and colleague. Karla was only 50 years old when she was diagnosed with cancer. You know how some people just fill a room with their smile and positive attitude? That was Karla. She didn’t complain. She laughed. She didn’t whine. She loved.
OK, this is old news but I just can’t stop watching it. I’m sure that there are some readers of this blog who are Donald Trump supporters, and I genuinely shake my head at you, but we live in a democracy and I think it’s important that you exercise you right to vote, even if it is for an unrepentant megalomaniac. (Yes, I did have to look up both those words to make sure I had the spelling correct, and they were used properly) So to those supporters I say: “Please leave a comment in the section below 😊”
I’ve realized that we’ve passed the midway point of the year, and not much has changed around here. In many ways I’ve been treading water, which is an ironic image because I can’t swim. So what does that tell you? Exactly. And as I write this, I also remember that the new blog theme is called Voice. I guess it was meant to be.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything in the Life category. Hell, it’s been a little while since I’ve written anything at all here. But the Life category tends to be moments where I turn the blog a wallowing sinkhole of self-pity. I think I’ll trademark that.
This time will be no different.
A few weeks ago I wrote a post about the state of TV. One of the comments on that post was from Albert, a Twitter-friend who loves to make fun of my music but apparently gets my twisted sense of humour because he recommended a show I’d never heard of … You’re The Worst.
Everyone knows that a Leap Year occurs every 4 years when an extra day is added in February to correct the natural “drifting apart” of the calendar and the Earth’s seasons. Without it we would eventually have winter in July – not a pleasant thought. But did you know that NOT every calendar year divisible by 4 is a Leap Year?