Again, nothing much to report. Lately I've been availing myself of my voice to text app on my computer to draft stuff like on Twitter or on sub stack and I would say also on here except that I hardly ever publish anything except once in a blue moon as they say, as the kids used to say 40 years ago. I am doing it right now in fact. Often the voice to text thing makes mistakes which I have to tediously correct sort of like picking out a certain kind of nut from a fruitcake that you don't want to eat. As my 3.5 readers might surmise, There's something about these photographs of parking lots and abandoned shopping malls well not quite abandoned but just spaciously devoid of people in cars as though it's a Sunday when everything's closed, that kind of feel And what my readers might surmise is that there's something about these photographs that speaks to me. I'm not sure how to put it into words, but they evoke something in me, sort of bittersweet I suppose; I'll have to think about that more and see if I can articulate what's going on here. I'm not going to meticulously try to correct what my voice to text has typed out here today since after all this is a blog pretty much nobody reads. And I kind of like that; I kind of like having a tucked away little nook on the Internet where nobody goes Where I can deposit thoughts at my own leisure and in my own style, and not worrying about whether I should say something "significant" or not.
Anywho...
