The post in which some reflection occurs...

You know how you do when you sit down to write a post, stuff around, get distracted by the cat, a car, concern for the world - and then you think - well, nothing really.

I thought "I haven't taken any pics of late, and Paris",,, *

So, where was I?  Oh yes, dearth of pictures - and I thought...  Well, no, I didn't.  I accidentally hit the button that turned on my screen camera.  THEN I thought "hmmm, I might shoot a selfie."

I was then vain enough to STAND UP and turn off the kitchen light (because I need the lighting to offer "mystery" rather than "thriller") and sat, arranged myself and click-three-two-one- oh so very sultry.

Yes, one would imagine at this point of this blog, you would see the resultant shot, but bugalugs here then "clicked" on the button that she THOUGHT would ensure that the photograph would magically transmit FROM the machine on which I am operating TO the outside world which is right here inside the machine...

Noooo.

The machine is FAR TOO CANNY for that.  I am unable to locate where the blooming picture is of the above me, but I HAVE found where in tarnation it did send the photograph to.

That is right - forevermore (or the moment I remember how to change it to quaint Windows vistas again) I shall see THIS when I boot up...

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I am pretty sure I have mentioned before that my most prolific commenters are those of the spam variety...

But I do have to also tell you, as much as they annoy with there "click me click me click me neediness", they are starting to get to me.

I mean, they are so flattering:

If only they never offered the "click me" and instead offered to entice me with more flattery forevermore.

I could bathe in that for weeks without ever resorting to having to spend for the pleasure...

(okay - the Vicki bit is weird, even I have to admit.  I don't think I want to have Vickis with strong Viking chief heritage to be involved in the flattery of moi...)

I can see my fellow marketing students rolling their eyes at my naivete and try to explain to me that that is how the capitalist system WORKS, stupid, more and more opportunites for extraction of moneys need to be acted upon for profit to continue to multipy for the hungry masses...

But I don't know...

I think I would quite like to live in a world where we all said nice, positive things...

Sure, it doesn't solve ALL the world's problems...

But it does make one tiny corner a little bit more pleasant.

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* oh Paris  - suddenly the reality of some of the fear that parts of the world have to deal with far more frequently and far more real-ly than just through the television screen in the quiet voice section of "an in other news" - and it makes me so very, very sad that this is what so many people wake up to, day in and day out, fear of strangers, fear of sudden movement, reality of not seeing those around you every day stay around every day, knowledge that safely is so relative.