Although, in some, it may increase that motivation. On the latter, just last week I saw this on the Bring a Trailer auction site ( and my heart sank. There it was, number one on my wanna-have-it list since fourteen years old (although I actually prefer the earlier M-3 version of the Stuart) and I knew I couldn’t bid on it (it eventually sold for 0k, a good price). For most of my life I just assumed I’d eventually own one. Then, my good friend Tom Atwood, with whom I’m constantly trading URLs on eclectic things of interest including stuff like tracing the actual development of mankind, understanding Neanderthals and generally answering historical questions, sent me some critical links.
I’m noticing this because I’m coming to the reluctant realization that some of the items still on my bucket list are no longer on the “maybe” list and have been shifted over to the “ain’t-gonna-happen” list. The latest from him addressed the number one destination still topping my travel bucket list: Machu Picchu in the high mountains of Peru.
My life-long complaint of “so much to do and experience and not nearly enough years to do it” is constantly flashing on the horizon like a beckoning neon sign. The most amazing thing, however, is that the genes I’ve inherited (actually the result of picking the right parents), have kept my health at unrealistically high levels considering the miles and maintenance. And I’m trying to take advantage of those genes before they wake up one morning and decide to make me act my age.
BTW – the foregoing is definitely NOT what I sat down to write about.
Many are the result of the way both TV and the app generation, born first, of the computer, and second, the smart phone and its bastard child, social media, have changed social constructs.
This kind of immediacy was unimaginable only a few years earlier.
At 0400 I sometimes find my thoughts going in unintended directions.
So, back to what originally crossed my mind, which is a recognition that it’s conceivable that the computer and You-tube is slowly reducing the motivation to travel to far destinations because they do such a good job of putting you there without actually going there.
It was a game to see how fast we could go through it. You could buy all manner of paperback books for 25 cents apiece. Nothing here of use to pass along to later generations, except maybe that reading is important. bd I can’t begin to explain why it has been so long since I wrote something here. However, I just looked around and realized a month or more had gone by and I don’t know where it went. It comes as no news to any of us, but I still find it amazing how quickly time changes as you move past life’s mile posts.
The new list came around once a month and I’d buy ten or 15 at a time and mom would go in to Lincoln once a month or so and drop me off at a book store, while she shopped. It has been said that life, like gasoline in an airplane, disappears exponentially: the last five gallons goes away much more quickly than the first five (actually, I think I said that).