Reading And Just A Little Of My Reminiscent Ramblings

Reading And Just A Little Of My Reminiscent Ramblings

Reading by misslatoya

jay bijwe said 1 week ago

I am addicted to reading. In spare time I used to read. Reading is fun.

 

You said 6 days ago

In reply to jay bijwe.

Yes indeed, reading is fun! And it is a wonderful and very healthy addiction to have.

 

In addition to sharing the comment above to the beauty and pleasure of good reads that can bring delight as well as learning:

I am definitely one who always enjoyed the luxury of reading as the instance came natural. In this computer age I still appreciate holding a book in my hands and turning the pages to a novel in which I can’t put down.

As a writer myself I know the beauty of vision, creativity, and originality through imagination.

I’m glad as a youngster that I grew up in a time without the internet. A time where I played and came up with things on my own and could think for myself and solve on my own.

The internet is beneficial and a great resource for communication, business, expressing artistic ventures, convenience and etc… Our cell phones and computers are very vital in this particular day and age.

However, I’m still a person who likes to talk and communicate face to face, a person who likes to think and determine for herself, a person who doesn’t need to look to the internet for inspiration, guidance, or stimulation within a mandatory or instinctual format.

I didn’t come up that way, although, it was easy for me to adapt to technology, It’s fantastic to have known the other essential productive way of life that I grew up with in regard to strong interactive skills and nurturing and utilizing various aptitudes without a global network influence.

I grew up with games, toys, cartoons, shows and literature (many that were even before my time) like Miss Pac-Man, Merlin, Simon, Paper Dolls, Barbie, Archie Comics, Tom And Jerry, Pop Eye, Woody Woodpecker, Flintstones, Jetsons, Lassie, Wonder Woman, Bionic Woman, Batman, Alfred Hitchcock, One Step Beyond, Suspense Theater, Police Woman, Streets Of San Francisco, Leave It To Beaver, Little House On The Prairie, The Virginian, I Love Lucy, Kojak, Columbo, Adam 12, Dragnet, Bank Street Readers, Babar, and so much more.

I don’t know what this shit is today. The music isn’t even as good as it use to be.

Anyhow, I miss the electric typewriters, I love the way I grew up back within the day compared to now, and I love to read a good hardcover or paperback book.

This computer age cannot ever steal away the lovely memories and experience of the late seventies and eighties culture.

 

Oh, The Nostalgia

Oh, The Nostalgia

I had so much fun as a child with Barbie and all of her accessories back in the day.

Oh my goodness, Barbie/Mattel sent me an email advertising the newest or latest available Barbies.

They should not have done that!

Now they’ve got me all hot and excited to view, choose, then collect more of my favorite childhood pastime. I’ve been collecting since the year 2006.

I already have enough of these dolls as it is!

So tempting, though, nevertheless I’m not even going to look at the selection

I’ve probably already seen and have a few of them already.

I’ll just wait for next years 2020 new addition Barbies to arrive on the market.

Too Hot!

Too Hot!

What an evening. It was hot as hell out there last night in Queens, New York, especially down in the subway, and it is still a scorcher now after one a.m..

I arrived home at 11pm and couldn’t wait to get out of my clothes.

The air conditioning was barely doing its job at the places I went yesterday I don’t understand it. When the weather is cold air conditioners are turned on to full blast yet when the weather is hot one nearly has to burn.

Establishments are really getting cheaper and cheaper in their attempts to be frugal.

Of course, I’m going to continue to make myself comfortable by resting, keeping cool, and keeping myself hydrated drinking plenty of ice cold fluids.

Right now I’m enjoying listening at low volume to some good old classic soft rock music (the sixties, seventies, and eighties gave us some of the greatest tunes. Oh, I just love these hits!) in the dark of my room with the fan blowing me off to sleep.

It’s so therapeutic along with a nice hot shower!

Good night, or good wee hours.