The Bob Dylan song, The Times They Are a-Changin’, became an anthem for the tumultuous Sixties. Now, nearly 50 years after Dylan wrote and recorded that classic social critique, I was reminded once again of just how the times are continuing to change.
I was in Delaware last week for a meeting at which a dozen participants were seated at a long, rectangular table. When the first morning break came, everyone at the table whipped out their smartphones to check their e-mails, text messages, or voice mails.
Had this meeting taken place just two years ago, every person in that room would have
been on his or her BlackBerry. But the device everyone around that table was using was an iPhone. Nary a BlackBerry was to
Later that afternoon, as I worked my way to row 30 on my flight back to San Francisco, I conducted an informal and very unscientifc poll. Folks were busy talking, texting, or e-mailing before the cabin door was shut and the passengers were ordered to turn off their electronic devices.
Only a handful had been using BlackBerrys. The rest were on either iPhones or one of the myriad Android smartphones, though most, it seemed, were on iPhones. Just a few years ago almost all would have been on BlackBerrys, which apparently are the Sony Walkmans of the wireless age.
Anway, the large scar on my forehead, the one shaped like the head of a golf club, and those small ones slashing across the bridge of my nose, are driving me nuts. They itch like crazy and I am having one hellova time trying to resist scratching them.
I did a little Googling to see if I could find a remedy for the itching and I found a product called SCARprin. According to its website, SCARprin is a silicone gel designed to combat the effects of scarring, including pain, itching, redness, and swelling associated with scars.
Sounds like a miracle potion, right? Not only would it stop the incessant itching, but it would reduce the size and redness (and visibility) of my scars.
SOLD! I ordered a one-ounce bottle for fifty bucks. It arrived last Friday and I have been diligently applying the gel, per instructions, twice daily since then. So far, the itching has diminished somewhat, but the size and redness of the scars seem pretty much unchanged.
I suppose I have to give it a bit more time, but I’m wondering if this fifty-dollars-an-ounce miracle potion might just prove to be the proverbial snake oil.
Poor Donna from Fargo. She’s had three car accidents involving deer and all occurred close to a deer crossing sign. Angered over what she perceived to be more than just bad karma, she contacted a local radio station to voice her consternation with the department of transportation for posting deer crossing signs in high traffic areas.
“Why are we encouraging deer to cross at the interstate? I don’t get it. That’s a high-traffic area,” she complained, adding that the “government can direct the deer population anywhere they want to. All they have to do is move that deer crossing sign.”
Donna apparently believes that the signs were posted to advise the deer where it is safest to cross the road. She demanded to know how the department of transportation could be so “irresponsible" by allowing these deer crossing signs to be in an area where these deer are more likely to be struck by oncoming traffic.
Yes, Donna, if we could just teach deer how to read English...and to follow simple directions.
Almost as sweet
The Boston Red Sox, my hometown baseball team, came in dead last in the American League East this season. The manager, Bobby Valentine, got canned after just one season, and there will no doubt be other management and player changes as the Sox try to rebuild and rebound from their worst season in 47 years. It was a tough year to be a Red Sox fan.On the other hand...and on the other coast...it was a great year to be a San Francisco Giants fan. For the second time in three years, the Giants won the World Series, this time in a dramatic, four-game sweep of the Detroit Tigers. My heart is still with the Red Sox, but having a World Series winner in my “other” hometown is almost as sweet.