Monday, April 22, 2019

If You Do This, You Might Be a Geezer: S is for Spam


Okay, bear with me on this one. 


When I was a youngster, I didn't have computer problems and maybe that was the a blessing that I was blissfully experiencing. Who could have predicted that by my high school years, the age of the home computer was slowly but surely ramping up. 

Now, I'm certifiably geeky about some things and for a time, I even considered myself proficient on multiple levels with the business end of a computer. I've even taught some kids' classes for programming and proficiency...or just to keep themselves from falling down the rabbit hold of useless clicking. So, I guess what I'm saying is I'm not totally worthless with a computer.

Except when it comes to SPAM. My homegrown acronym for the phenomenon that is spam is STUPID PUSHY ANNOYING or MALICIOUS. I'm open for suggestions, except for the fact that I'm afraid it will be a ploy that garners additional spam. My claim of ignorance is fueled with more than a little hyperbole, but dang! I don't want this much maintenance in my entertainment.

Every website I visit on the notorious internet wants an email to move forward...followed by a confirmation...followed by an endless parade of email... Each once of these ventures ends up with my personal version of spam-a-lot, minus the hilarious Monty Pythonesque dialogue and musical segways.

  • If you delete more email than you read...
  • If you visit too many sites that want your email address...
  • If your blog dashboard identifies waaaaaay too many comments about the Oscars...or sports...or exceptionally great offers...
YOU MIGHT BE A GEEZER (with a computer).

Seriously, what does a geezer have to do to clean up this once and for all? Ugh.




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BOTB Results: "I Don't Know How to Love Him"


Wow! Lacking the humility to recognize my shortcomings, I have to say that I've always thought that I have a good sense of the outcome of the battles midway through the voting, but I was totally surprised at this result. The lovely SARAH BARIELLES WON by a large margin and I can't say I disagree, though I do always have a soft spot for Yvonne Elliman and a ton of respect for the pipes of Sarah Brightman.

Here's how the voting went:

ELLIMAN: 
Arlee, Chris, Debra, Cathy

BARIELLES: 
Birgit, Debbie D., Janet, John H., Mike #1, Mirka, Stephen, aisasami

BRIGHTMAN: 
Mary, Mike #2

So, Sara Barielles, step up and sing us out...to the victor! Show us how it's done!



How did your vote stack up? Did you stop by...but NOT vote. Come one, folks, anyone can have an opinion, so join in! Missed your chance this month? Aw, now you know I'll be back with another battle on May 1. 

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Saturday, April 20, 2019

If You Do This, You Might Be a Geezer: R is for Reruns


In my elementary school years (back in "the day"), there was no great joy than the Fall line up of new cartoons and shows for Saturday mornings. This parade of characters and shows was a HUGE deal to a kid! A new season, or better yet, a whole new series trumped every Saturday morning plan in September. My friends and I counted down the days like it was a Jonny Quest Advent Calendar.


Hype for the new shows came at a steady stream. Does any network even do that any more? Are there no cartoon junkies in our midst or did that whole genre disappear, only to be replaced by comic books and Marvel vs DC discussions? 

I'll admit, there were some real dogs in the new line ups...and we didn't seem to mind. It was new! Say what you will about it, we'd never seen the new and improved shows and we were willing to wade through a lot of dookie to find the gems. 

I have a theory that a big part of the joy of kid show anticipation centered on "NEW." The vast majority of the world is new to a single digit aged kid. You just want to gulp it all in and sort it out later.

SO, LET'S TALK ABOUT LATER...

  • If you have watched a 20+ year old movie more than 10 times...
  • If you have spent a day (recently) where everything you were  watching was in black and white...
  • If you use YouTube repeatedly to find episodes of old shows...
  • If you own a DVD compilation of an old series...
YOU MIGHT BE A GEEZER.

Get behind me on this one, geezer-peeps. Let's face it, we probably own a home...a TV or two...a DVD player...we're set in our ways...maybe we hate reality TV or American Idol...we have Netflix, Hulu, Crackle, Amazon, YouTube, and a slew of other streaming options...

Why would we watch anything we don't want to watch? Or aren't sure we already like? This is the ultimate viewer control scenario. Bring on the reruns! I can re-do my whole childhood. Even the so-so shows. 


True Confession:  I actually watched H. R. Pufnstuf and The Banana Splits one night after the crew hit the sack. And I didn't even like them that much the first time around. But it's my television and I hold the remote, dagnabbit.


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Friday, April 19, 2019

If You Do This, You Might Be a Geezer: Q is for Quirks


Everyone knows that one of the pitfalls of youth is the power of peer pressure (I accidentally wrote peep pressure the first time...essentially the same thing). In the quest to find where you fit in or your place in the world, there's great potential for missteps. At worst, you fall in with the totally wrong crowd and start down a path that leads to ruin. In the best case scenario, you are lifted up with kind friends, nurturing relationships, and mutually beneficial adventures. 

Or maybe you don't aim that high and just want to hang with the cool kids and sit at their lunch table? To each, his own.

But, it goes without saying (and yet...I say it), everyone avoid the weirdos and oddballs. No one gravitates to that group unless you are in that group, in spite of what some B-movie comedies might suggest.

Here's where a change occurs and you see my geezer flag: I like the odd birds. Seriously, if I've known someone this long into adulthood and have an intimate knowledge of their personal arsenal of weirdness, apparently -- I'm all in. 

Quirkiness, for me, has to go beyond obsessive compulsive habits. Heck, everyone has a touch of that nowadays and it's just low level stuff. Iif you've had a lifetime to fine tune your quirkiness...bring it. 

Give me the former class clowns, dedicated pranksters, odd collectors, creative anachronism enthusiasts, speakers of Klingon, memorizers of the Ghostbusters script (especially if you do all the voices), food sculptors, and anyone who will do munchkins impersonations with me (just for the odd looks we will get). We will represent the Lullaby League! 


Make me laugh. There's plenty of serious time and we're not running out of reasons to scowl. Let's giggle at stupid things. I offer no apology for that sentiment.

The years have mellowed me and I realize that I love the quirky characters in my life so much more now than in the past. I appreciate and genuinely love their weirdness, obsessions, and most of all, the way they add a little color to life. Unique is awesome. The stranger, the better; as long as it's harmless. And all that weirdness we feared in our youth was 99.9% harmless. 

You do you, okay?


And, brothers and sisters...there's a lot of you quirksters out there. In general, as I said, I dig the free spirited, self professed looney toons of life. Come and sit by me and tell me your crazy stories. I've got a few of my own wild tales to spin. Have I told you about trespassing on Springsteen's yard? Quid pro quo, amigo.
  • If you really don't care if the rest of the world likes Dark Shadows (the original) and get that Barnabas tattoo...
  • If you have made your own super hero costume and think that's not at all weird because you only wear it in private...
  • If you have an odd collection and email me about every addition to it, EVEN THOUGH I HAVE NEVER INQUIRED ABOUT IT...
  • If your "style" has been questioned more than once, but that just makes you more committed...
  • If you look in the mirror and smile at your own antics, thinking, "I'm an original..."
  • If you've done some crazy sumpthin' just because it would make a good story...
YOU MIGHT BE A QUIRKY GEEZER.

...and I'd probably hang out with you.



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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

If You Do This, You Might Be a Geezer: P is for Priorities


pri·or·i·ty
  1. the fact or condition of being regarded or treated as more important;  a thing that is regarded as more important than another.

Maybe you are one of those people who never struggled with priorities in life at any time in your life. Kudos to you. You are in a small group of dedicated, organized folks who do the right thing at the right time. You know what needs done when...and why! You understand priorities.

The rest of us had had to grow up before that all came together (or I hope it all came together). 

Take finances, for example. I often wonder how much cash I'd have on hand if I'd started socking it away from the first day of work. But there was so much fun stuff that required money!  Cruises were a yearly occurrence when I couldn't really afford it, but I'd scrimp and save to make that happen...and occasionally, suffer the consequences of my travels in the form of scraping by for months afterwards. 

The sad thing about that misstep is that the thing I really enjoyed about the travel was the folks I was with at the time. My friends and I had just as many great times at the local lake...we didn't have to cart those jokes and pranks off to the Bahamas or South America. They worked stateside! 

I could have put those mighty bucks to better use, for me -- or someone else, if I was dead set on being broke (which, I think I was...for a while). In fact, I think one of those most important signs of growth in a person is when they realize that giving of yourself is a priority. You can't go through life wearing a catcher's mitt. 

Expounding on this notion of a lack of priorities...no point, really. All I can say is thank God that people DO mature. And if you don't, you're not allowed to be a geezer. We don't want that kind of negativity in our tribe. 

  • If you wave your hand at impulse buys...
  • If you have a firm grasp on your own life plans...
  • If you value the people in your close circle...
  • If you give of yourself and spread a little good vibes on a regular basis...
YOU MIGHT BE A GEEZER. FINALLY.

Priorities, people. It makes life...livable.



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If You Do This, You Might Be a Geezer: O is for Oldies


Once again, this is a sure sign that you are proudly primed to let your geezer flag fly: love of the "oldies."

Can anyone tell me, with absolute certainty, the specific day in their lives when the pursuit of NEW music took a backseat to the love of the oldies -- those wonderful tunes of yesteryear? Clearly, I remember craving the new stuff, but I don't know when that changed...it did, though. 

I remember thinking that I was going to turn into my parents...maybe that was the clear sign. My Dad and Mom kept singers like Patsy Cline and Bobby Vinton alive like they just cut a new tune. They were the poster children for folks who hang on to the oldies and spin those old discs like it was a religious obligation. 

Now, I'm that person. Pass me that Monkee album, please...
  • If you've played more than three songs older than 25 years in the last week...
  • If you have all the audio mediums represented (LP, 45, 8 track, cassette, CD, mp3) in your home at this very minute...
YOU MIGHT BE A GEEZER.

I'm only mentioning this because I'd like to see your playlist...so I can borrow the good stuff.



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