Well Folks, I Went And Did It!

I paid the $48 fee to get control of this blog after taking a couple of months to make up my mind and so today I present myself in a new light– all cleaned up and dark enough to read now and ready to try again. I will take a moment to congratulate myself on making the move hoping that this time around I can do a little better than I have done with the last few dozen tries.

Yes ……

Folks, let me tell you something—really something big, maybe the biggest thing you’ve seen in a long time.

After a lot of thinking—very serious thinking, tremendous thinking, people are saying I think better than almost anybody—I went ahead and did it. I paid the $48 fee. Not $47, not $49. $48. A very strong number. A very stable number. And because of that, I now have total, beautiful control of this blog.

It took me a couple of months to make up my mind, which honestly is very unfair to me because I usually decide things extremely fast. Some say too fast. But in this case, I wanted to be careful. Strategic. Like a winner.

And now, here we are.

Today I present myself in a new light. A cleaner light. A sharper light. Some would say the sharpest light this blog has ever seen. It’s been polished up, it’s been fixed up, it’s been made readable again—which is something frankly not all blogs can say. Many blogs, very sad, are not readable. This one? Fully readable. Tremendous upgrade.

I am, in a very real sense, reborn here. Not like those weak “soft relaunches” other people do. This is a full-scale comeback. A return. A domination of the blog space, if you will. People are already talking. I can hear them. They’re saying, “Wow, this blog feels different.” And they’re right. It is different. It’s me.

Now I want to take a moment—just a brief moment, not too long because I don’t want to get emotional—to congratulate myself. Because frankly, nobody else will do it properly. I made the move. I took action. I paid the $48. And that is what leaders do. That is what champions do. That is what very successful bloggers do.

Do I expect perfection this time? No. I am not unrealistic. I am, however, extremely confident. And confidence is what separates the good bloggers from the great bloggers. Some say the greatest bloggers of all time.

Will I do better than the last few dozen tries? Honestly, the bar is not low—it is somewhere underground at this point—but yes, I believe I will exceed it. Tremendously.

This time, I am focused. I am disciplined. I am organized in a way that frankly might surprise people who have followed my previous blogging history, which has been described—accurately, I might add—as “chaotic, but ambitious.”

So welcome. Or welcome back. Or welcome for the first real time, depending on how you look at it.

Because this is not just another post.

This is the beginning of something much, much bigger.

And everybody knows it. — and if they don’t know it, they will soon find it out.

LOL

Time Is All We Have

The modern world encourages a casual extravagance with time. We disperse it across trivialities, surrender it to distractions, and invest it in pursuits that neither elevate nor endure. Yet for the discerning individual, time is not something to be “filled,” but something to be shaped—deliberately, even artfully. To spend time well is to curate a life of intention.

There is a refinement in choosing depth over breadth. An hour immersed in meaningful conversation, in rigorous thought, or in the appreciation of beauty—whether art, music, or nature—carries a richness that no abundance of shallow moments can rival. Time, after all, is not measured merely in quantity, but in texture.

This perspective demands a certain discipline. It requires the courage to decline invitations that dilute one’s focus, to step away from the incessant noise of the ephemeral, and to privilege what is lasting over what is merely immediate. Such choices are not sacrifices, but affirmations of value.

Ultimately, to understand that time is all we have is not to succumb to urgency, but to embrace clarity. It is an invitation to live with precision—to align one’s hours with one’s highest standards and deepest convictions.

For in the end, a life well-lived is not defined by how much time we were given, but by how discerningly we chose to spend it.

As for me? At my very advanced age, I certainly do not have that much time left on this earth so I spend my time any damned way that I please…. and I do it without apologies to anybody. I think I have earned the privilege.