I'll Call It Like I See It

by sheila morris

Month: April 2015

  • Immortalized – at Last! And Just in the Nick of Time!


    Followers who have been with me for many moons may vaguely remember my blog in the archives dated September 10, 2013 regarding my desire to write something quotable. Feel free to refresh your memories or make new ones by checking it out.

    Cue Jeopardy music.

    Today I opened a birthday package that came two weeks ago with the command Do Not Open Until April 21st. It was from my good friend Mary Hettel in Ohio and contained a treasure trove of goodies including a hilarious birthday card, one Mounds candy bar, a tiny tin of Texas Lone Star mints and this refrigerator magnet:

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    I laughed out loud (or LOL for my younger readers) and truly haven’t stopped smiling since. Leave it to Mary H to be very clever – another year she sent me the Solar Hula Girl a/k/a danseuse hawaienne solaire who sways with reckless abandon on my desk if I write on a sunny day.

    Today is a sunny day and I plan to commemorate my 69th birthday with a walk in the woods with my dogs and a delicious Mexican restaurant dinner tonight with Teresa.

    I am happy to be able to do both, and I am grateful to my cyberspace followers for spending time with this Super Senior (as in older than dirt) citizen. You’re the best.

  • I’m All A-Twitter


    I Tweet, therefore I am.

    Cotweeto ergo sum is my just made-up version of the seventeenth century French philosopher Rene Descartes’s cogito ergo sum loosely translated: I think, therefore I am.

    What would Descartes or other philosophers of his era think about social media and blogging, I wondered.  It might go something like this.

    I must Tweet so that you can Follow Me and I will Follow You and Re-Tweet your Tweets which are my Favorites and to which I shall Reply by sending you a Message which you may choose to Tweet or Not to Tweet because that is truly the question.

    I rarely Tweeted for years, and never in front of anyone. (Sorry. I couldn’t resist.) I had many excuses…I was too old to Tweet, I had no time to learn to Tweet, I had no one to Tweet to…but mainly I didn’t Tweet because I had Facebook. Surely that was sufficient for my foray into social media. It took me a LONG time to learn how to navigate the murky Facebook waters and I was afraid I might expire before I mastered Tweeting.

    Plus Tweeting apparently was limited to 120 characters per communique. Are you kidding me? I could zip through 120 characters in saying hello to someone – never mind writing anything else and what kind of letter begins and ends with hello anyway. Nope, Tweeting wasn’t for me.

    I never would have joined the ranks of the Tweeters if it had not been for my lone Twittering Florida friends Skye and her dog Sonny. They Favorited and Re-Tweeted all three of my blogs faithfully for more than a year and I faithfully Tweeted to them – but only to them. Last month that changed. I’m not sure why or how, but I began Tweeting to their suggested friends and became a full-fledged Twitterer. I give Skye & Sonny credit and thanks.

    I now have over 300 Twitter followers on all three of my blogs which may not seem like many to Ellen or Steve Spurrier, but it’s amazing to me.  I’m not sure if any of them actually read my posts, but I like to think they at least give them a cursory glance and I know I am happy to have them on board.

    And who can say? Perhaps Rene Descartes would have welcomed the opportunity to Tweet.