by cklaurence » Sat Oct 01, 2011 6:06 pm
I am genuinely touched by the truly charitable nature of Roger Goodell and the entire NFL. What a wonderful group. I am sure all the coaches, owners and administrators--oh, yes, and the players of course, tithe a portion of their salaries to the cause as well. Thank you for acknowledging it, dred. Oh, and it's good to see you around again. I missed you.
I'm kind of a recluse on facebook--if people don't come around to my page to address me or they don't pass through my news feed, I don't get to see them. I just sit here on my perch waiting for the hoards to return to Switzerland. My husband asked me tonight how many we were up to here now, so I looked and said, "Sixty-one." He asked, "Didn't you have a lot more before you made your fancy new format?" I thought a lot about it and yes, I had three or four hundred I believe at the Olde Switzerland, and I guess it's like with those cozy little restaurants that only hold so many people that finally open a much larger establishment, and it's just not the same.
Thing is, I followed all the directions that everyone gave me. They wanted to have the ability to have separate rooms so they didn't have to be on the same thread that everyone else was on. That way if they didn't like the convo, they could go start their own. Seemed simple enough to me. Yet for some reason, people went into rooms and if they didn't like what was going on, tried to change the conversations, rather than just moving along. Anyone remember the old Doors' song, "People are Strange?" Facebook comes along--everything is wide open, everyone can see everything that's going on and suddenly, the whole world wants to be on Facebook. My little Switzerland that's devoted to football and football rules ((((((she sighs)))))) sits dormant.
I know I'm going to get mail telling me no one wants to hear me piss and moan, but hell, I've tried to be Mary Sunshine about this and I've pretty much shut my mouth, but it is the way I feel--and if anyone wants to talk football, I'll talk it a.m., p.m., and any time in between, but for now as October nears (four hours and fifteen minutes to go) and the first quarter of football draws nearly to a close, a tear rolls down my cheek (for any of you oldie goldies who are hoovering--the cheek under my eyes on my face ) in a nostalgic memory and longing for what once was, these are my thoughts. Oh yes, and GO DOLPHINS .Well, let's see if this works.
It's no easy life being a Dolfan...