What you might expect in the future


More music videos from the 1970s, 80s.... maybe later.  All, you know, because I cannot watch them on my own.  Thank god for Alexa.  She'll indulge me in what I ask for though she threatens me that she can't give me exactly what I ask for unless I buy her subscription.  No, Alexa.  She typically relents and the tune shows up sooner or later.

Photographs.  Mostly from my phone as those are the easiest to access and, honestly, I take more with my phone than my camera these days.  Or, those recent past days.  That could change.  After all, I have someone to share with again.

Painting.  This January I started to try to learn watercolor painting from a Facebook creator.  I didn't keep up- but I have been collecting ideas - on my phone.  Or, maybe I'll do a collage.  

Stories of Zupe.  Stories from work.  

Dreams.

Recipes - oh, I need to find that one for Cuban Pork Shoulder.  

Honestly, the most likely is I don't keep up with this...  If it matters to you, let me know.  It will keep me focused to get some feedback.  Though, I know you are my imaginary friend.  

See photo from post "The Age of Miracles" (February 2023).  That is me holding my imaginary kitten named Puff.  I've been loving the imaginary from the beginning.

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