I remember a song by Cat Stevens called “Another Saturday Night” which matches my mood today. It’s tough to have a Saturday evening with nothing on the docket. Television programming is deliberately designed to get people to escape its boredom by going outside. The problem is the cicadas are out and making a racket, the mosquitoes are a cloud of devastation after the deluge of thunderstorms this past week brought them out, and it’s either too cool or hot to be outdoors.
Go inside, you suggest? Movies now cost an hour’s pay. The video store didn’t deliver my DVD today, and the one I ordered was a second choice because what I wanted is “in high demand.” I tried food market shopping because I heard one can pick up members of the opposite sex that way, but the only shoppers there were married with kids, old and way past kids, or the kids themselves.
Church? I’d like to say there are great people there, but maybe they take the day off when I go. I’ve found that one has to be a long-term member to have a good time, so I imagine that everybody there has been meeting for centuries without any new people coming in. That’s a shame.
So tonight will be a DVD from the personal library night, or an on demand piece from cable. Maybe Cat Stevens will show up.
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