¿Qué pasa?

Outdated Laptops

Bless me, most noble one, oh god of the blogosphere; for almost a year has passed since my last tirade.

I’ve been lazy and empty-headed without any motivation, nor desire, to post any elucidations. Having been going through a series of changes lately has become my latest muse to get the literary juices flowing, to once again tap away on the ‘puter’s keyboard for at least 500 words.

Wait, does anyone still use a computer, or simply rely on a smartphone or tablet for communicating their inner feelings? At least we don’t have to depend on a typewriter anymore. I paid a fortune for “White-out.” Thanks goodness Mike Nesmith’s mother, Bette Nesmith Graham, invented it beforehand. It saved me a lot of grief while typing those high-school, university essays and term papers.

The ospreys are back. Haven’t done a complete census yet, but can document those whom I’ve seen:

First one spotted was a female at Lake Luxembourg on March 10, 2022
Scenes from March 15, 2022
What appears to be a male sits atop the Delaware River’s Beverly Range Light, across from Logan’s Point, Eddington, PA.
Andalusia’s female returned early, seen here on March 16, 2020.
Across from Andalusia, an osprey-gender unknown—took occupancy on the channel marker in Delanco, NJ, on March 16th.
Mud Island’s female on March 16th appeared with the others. The previous three must have traveled together.
Echo Beach Light in Bensalem Twp. had a nesting pair on March 21, 2022.
The Pen Ryn Vixen showed up atop the Enterprise Range Light on March 21st.
An osprey’s head seems to be poking up at the top of the Delanco, NJ, abandoned conveyor on March 21st.
Female on Landreth Channel Buoy, sighted on March 24, 2022
Nesting pair on Keystone Range’s Light on March 24th
Female on the Bristol Range’s channel buoy, as spotted on March 24th.
Preliminary Distribution Map. Click on all images to bring up larger sizes for better viewing.

Probably the biggest change for this neglectful blogger is moving out of Andalusia to a new home, 12.5mi/20km away to the northeast from the present place, which takes about ½-hour to reach. My beloved Delaware River is roughly 4.5mi/6.5km from there, so I’ll have new spots to explore; and it’s not too far away from the old favorites. Thusly, my dedication to the ospreys, other photography and Social Media will be waning for a while.

Outdated Electronics and Sundry Junk From the Black-hole Closet

So far I’ve gotten rid of most of what I accumulated in the black-hole closet for the past 25 years. That junk alone took the bed of a pickup truck to it haul away. Been busy packing up the dishes, silverware, foodstuff and miscellaneous other stuff that’s been lying around for decades. I delivered half of what hung in the clothes closet to the Good Will container, stuff that doesn’t fit or was out of fashion. An old suit from the ’70s, the only one I owned at the time, found its way to Good Will as well.

Downsizing is my main mission at the moment, as I’ll be living in a smaller flat. I don’t need much room like when my son stayed with me. He’s a grown man now, on his own, living with a wonderful woman who will be giving birth to my first grandchild around Thanksgiving, which is really exciting.

My lease at the Andalusia apartment ends on April 30th. The one for the new place starts on April 1st. That will give me 30 days to slowly move in the packed stuff, buy new furniture, hang blinds on the windows; and transfer the big items all at once on the 23rd. The last week of the month will be dedicated to cleaning up the former and settling in to the new digs.

That’s all for now. More about the move will be available as it progresses. Thanks for visiting. It was long overdue.

About Mike Slickster

As an early retiree with an honorary doctorate degree from the proverbial "School of Hard Knocks," this upcoming author with a lot of free time on his hands utilizes his expansive repertoire for humorous yet tragic, wildly creative writing that contains years of imaginative fantasy, pure nonsense, classic slapstick, extreme happiness and searing heartbreak; gathered by a wealth of personal experiences throughout his thrilling—sometimes mundane or unusually horrid—free-spirited, rock-'n'-roller-coaster ride around our beloved Planet Earth. Mike Slickster's illustrious quest continues, living now in Act Three of his present incarnation, quite a bit on the cutting edge of profundity and philosophical merriment as seen through his colorful characters, most notably evident in the amusing Thirty Days Across the Big Pond series, all of which can be found at Lulu.com.
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2 Responses to ¿Qué pasa?

  1. John J Maher Jr says:

    Mike as always amazed at your camera work.

  2. Thanks, Jack. It’s a labor of love 🙂

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