Soap Box

Went to a wedding today. My wife's first cousin. Safe to say, a scared young couple. There were no youtube moments though. I just reflect back on my wedding day and how young and scared I was! That was 20 years ago, and now I'm considered an old fart who probably doesn't know what he's talking about. I like being married for a numbers of reasons. Don't have to find a date, someone to share those memorable moments with, common goals, oh, and sex. Drink to that! Boy, this blog stuff is kinda hard. I wonder what I'm getting myself into. I've been kicking and screaming every inch of the way while I'm drug by my hair into the computer age. Is it still called the computer age? Regardless, here I am wasting time I can't get back. I was recently discussing with friends, the art of storytelling is quickly fading, because generations close behind me are soooo connected to their electronic devices that now one actually converses anymore. We were reflecting on the death of Paul Harvey and his radio show, "The rest of the story". We all had fond memories. Here's to Paul's stories.