Quickened Sickened

via Daily Prompt: Quicken

Back in the days of irrational exuberance and before all your Spondulix was online and downloadable; Intuit came along with a little ditty called Quicken. Since we were young and the internets were dumb much of the accounts, spending, and bills required data entry rather than syncing with obtuse and arcane file formats from various financial institutions. Cash transactions required a receipt.

Oh Boy!

But since the household was hemorrhaging money, as all good job creating consumer households should, it was necessary to spend Saturday mornings trying to balance and track what was going where and why. It became clear that the only thing quick about this process was how it quickened the ex out the door weekend mornings due to the inevitable discovery of numerous and unmentioned charges that would miraculously appear on the snail mailed paper statements.

Recriminations and many a ruined weekend followed.

At the time the only thing Quicken quickened was a trip to divorce court and understanding of the quick bunny trail to financial ruin.

Now that everyone across the globe can pick your pocket with nary a reach around or how do you do, Quicken has fulfilled the catchy name’s promise.

But the question still remains. “Do you have a receipt for that?”

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Mythicalville

Once upon a time there was Ward and June.

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Lucy and Ricky.

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The alternative living situation of Andy and Aunt Bea.

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All was well in the world. A fare for all and no fair for anyone.

You knew it wasn’t real because at best it came to you on a twelve inch black and white screen.  But you let it into your brain by looking at it. You were plugged in. You were in training for reality as brought to you by…

You already had been infected by the pink eye of reading and the earwig of radio. But now you were awash in other peoples alleged “realities” from across the country.

Nowwheresville.

NewYorkville.

Mayberryville.

So where and when were these Mythicalvilles?

Neversville.

These realities were presented to sell you things safely quarantined on your twelve inch cathode ray tube. But you were young and much better at believing than seeing.

Then Came Reality TV

Welcome to Realityville

It’s All Around You

Step right up!

 

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Cheese and Meat

Number one son was an aficionado of the Original.

Woe be unto him who tried to foist any New items on him. Perish the thought of Improved items as well. Same for Deluxe.  Limited begone. Nope. He wanted the Original.

He was the purist goalie in the family. Try to get anything past him that was not what he considered original, from BBQ sauce to Kraft Italian salad dressing, and the howls could be heard to the Original high heavens.

Anything other than cheese and meat on a burger was grounds to ban that McDonald’s from his Original list. With an added Original pox upon the hapless server who served it up in such an Unoriginal fashion to him.

He was indeed the embodiment of the Original Sin.

He was a terrible consumer in training and the nightmare of all fiduciaries of our growth fetishistic enterprises and nation.

But after years in front of the television soaking in commercials, online Ad culture, and peer pressure he came around as all good potential productivity pods do. Now number one son wants everything new and improved in the world you can possibly imagine.

But since he is one of the Original Millennials he may be too late since the Original promise of trickle down has already been lapped up, swallowed , and sent elsewhere.

Maybe someone has an Original idea to solve this.

I haven’t heard it.

I have observed a lot of very Unoriginal silliness in between the TV commercials, Ad Banners, and pop up ads however.

So I hope he still only wants cheese and meat on his burger.

After all , it’s the Original.

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Werner Herzog on Why You’ll Never Find Him on Facebook or Twitter — TIME

 

Werner Herzog, the director known for his exploration of people whose dreams destroy them (Little Dieter Needs to Fly, Grizzly Man, Fitzcarraldo) as well as for his darkly hypnotic voiceovers, has a new documentary in theaters. It’s about the Internet. And true to form, it’s not exactly a joyride. (One of his subjects asks: will…

via Werner Herzog on Why You’ll Never Find Him on Facebook or Twitter — TIME

I Do Miss Steak

 

I do. I do. I do

Especially when cooked over a charcoal fire. On a Weber. Propane just don’t make it.

But that is my mistake.

No not in the purchase of the propane grill. I only use it. But in choices I made decades before that caused me to end up eating steak rarely. Albeit for numerous economic, ecological, and personal health advise from the experts, textperts, and choking smokers.

Goo goo g’ joob g’ goo goo g’ joob

I’ll stop before further purloining, which would only lead to the inevitable resolution of, “I am the steak man….”

Oops I did it again. I misconstrued the  one word Daily Prompt.

Oh no. I stole another song lyric. I hope this will not be mistaken for plagiarism.

 

Oops. My mistake again.

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