All things considered, I would rather be in Kona. We really need rain. But all we got was clouds. Lots of clouds.
This getting old shit sort of creeps up on you. Today, I found myself reading an email advert from NatGeo. They were trying to interest me in going on a hiking vacation. It was shocking to have to admit that I am most likely not up to a “moderate” 8 day tramp around Provence. Much less a trek up Kilimanjaro. Not ready for this yet. The body is getting old.
Another thing I can not do is figure out how to deploy a bunch of Alexa’s throughout the Asylum to little old ladies who don’t have kids to set them up. Mostly, these little old ladies don’t have smart phones or Amazon accounts. 50 years ago, I could have figured out a clever solution. 25 years ago, I could have come up with a workable solution. Now, I can solve the problem for an individual little old lady. But, I can not figure out an “enterprise” solution for all the little old ladies. The brain is getting old.