I had a post up for about 12 hours where I shared my views on Las Vegas getting the Oakland Raiders football team. Truth is: I don't care. It didn't ring true to me so I hit the delete button.
As I grow older my interests have narrowed. Oh, I still enjoy a television show or a movie but they have returned to where they belong, the category of distractions. A temporary escape from the things you do care about.
I watched as the news was announced and the fanatics jumped up and down for joy, acting like they had witnessed a miracle. It's just a football team! for goodness sake! A game! Now if you choose to elevate a silly game to the same level as a religious sect that is entirely up to you! I however, can not in good conscious join the ranks of the sports fanatics and go wild!
I can sit for hours making a birdhouse. I don't require anyone's approval. It is not a matter of life or death. Perhaps a discriminating bird will come along and choose to occupy it while they are here or perhaps it will remain empty. But I will have had the enjoyment of making it and will enjoy it every time I go out back and see it!
I have reached the point where the keyboard and the screen are not meeting my needs. I have to go get dirty, smell sawdust, spend an afternoon sharpening my drill bits. Drawing a design for my next project or listening to the oldies station on my shop radio. Sawdust and AC/DC go together! ha ha ha
This is a much better post.