Saturday, January 13, 2018

A Throwback Saturday Morning



Right now, at this exact minute, if you walked into my kitchen, you’d be hard pressed to determine whether it’s 2018 or 1968 (aside from this foreign “laptop typing device” that I’m sitting behind). I’m having a cup of fresh brewed coffee, reading a real newspaper - the type with ink on paper - and listening to classic pop on an actual AM radio. My television, which is switched off at the moment (a rarity it seems in 2018) has no cable attaching it to a mysterious “TV provider”, only a cable attaching it to an antenna that receives its signal for free from the wide open air, of all things.

My view out the window is one of woods and birds and grass with a small patch of dirty snow near what was once a white picket fence (still a fence, not quite white). The others are asleep and for now it’s only me with my little slice of the past.

I don’t think there’s a better way to spend a Saturday morning. Now if only there were some great old classic Saturday cartoons on somewhere. And maybe a bowl of Froot Loops!

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