Reckons

Since I haven't blogged in a few weeks, I reckon I'm taking a break.

I just don't feel like blogging or doing much at all with social media, which for me constitutes (is that the right word?) Twitter and blogs.

I am focusing my energy on investigating this lingering post-surgery fatigue which involves monitoring, labs, and other things; one by one. And energy is going where it always goes, self-care. I get tired of it, the focus on the minutia of it all.

And energy is going to regular life stuff and to an endeavor to fix some items that need attending at home. Computer issues. Plumbing issues. Other home maintenance issues. Vehicle issues. Insurance issues. Etc.

I've mentioned to a few folks that my life is boring. The other day I thought, My life isn't boring; it's tedious. I reckon that's true for most folks in technological societies. So many details to attend to, which seem to have increased with technology. That reminds me of a poem I wrote in 1999, Ode to Email.

Before the technology heap life was tedious in different ways, I reckon. But that's all I want to write about that for now, though I have some thoughts on it.

Now that I post this, I may end up eating my words and posting a blog within the next week. If I do, I do. If I don't, I don't.

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I read an interesting article this morning, The NFL Will Tackle 40 Tons of Waste at Super Bowl LII.

A group of a half dozen different partners, including the NFL, PepsiCo, Aramark, U.S. Bank Stadium, and the Minnesota Sports Facilities Authority, will face off against the more than 40 tons of refuse expected to be produced. The goal: to put on a zero-waste Super Bowl.

“Nothing, we hope, will go to landfill,” says Roberta Barbieri, PepsiCo Vice President of Global Water and Environmental Solutions.

They have a strategy in place and are taking notes so that the approach can be honed and duplicated. Their goal is bigger than the Super Bowl. They want this to continue and catch on around the country with sports events and to bring more awareness to the public.

I hope it does catch on, and that it prompts people to be more conscious of what we toss into trash bins and to put more forethought into our purchases. I'm concerned that, otherwise, humanity's day-of-reckoning may make landfall sooner than later. I feel we are on the verge of a domino effect, if we don't get more serious about our consumption and trash. And maybe that effect has already begun. Which brings to mind another poem.

One Piece of Trash

I saw a piece of trash
on the ground today.
I could have walked right by
and let that litter lay.

I paused a moment, looked around,
as people quickly passed.
Reaching down I wondered,
why do we move so fast?

Maybe folks will notice
when the litter is a heap.
I hope we soon slow down
before it gets too deep.

april 11, 2007
me