I saw a TV show last week where an elderly man simply reached out and grabbed the telephone of a young lady and slammed it to the ground and where he subsequently stomped the hell out of the thing.  A group of bystanders, apparently from an asian country, were absolutely flabbergasted and quickly tucked their own cell phones away.  It was a put up deal but it sure painted the picture of my feelings towards a cell phone.

At the grocery store this morning a woman was texting while the checker was running a large stack of coupons thru the machine.  After he had finished she stopped texting and wanted to know if he could show her what had been accepted and etc.  I informed her that he couldn’t.  I also informed her that her attention should have been on the project at hand instead of a damned text that probably could have waited until she got to her car.  She was a tad indignant but, then, so was I. 

I guess my life is just not complicated enough to require me to keep in constant contact with every single person I know.  I check my phone on a regular basis to see if anyone has died but that is pretty much it.  I rarely use it for telling anyone what happened over the last 3 minutes since i talked with them last.

At our ages we should be slowing down.  Life should flow like a gentle stream in a pleasant little valley, hign in the Rockies.  Life should not be like the mighty Colorado roaring thru Grand Canyon like a runaway freight.  We should savor our quiet times and hope that those quiet times come more often and stay for a longer period of time.  One should take time to enjoy a stand of agapanthas that are in full bloom and not worry that they are eventually going to droop.  One should certainly not call or text 10 people and tell them the details of how the damned flowers are going to die back.  And for sure dont do it when you are standing in front of me at the grocery store.  You might get your phone stepped on.

Chuy