As I wrote Steve of Loose Robes fame, I have not been posting much on MyBloggers, but have been preoccupied with a long letter to the News-Press, the Fort Myers paper, explaining all the omissions and commissions of fraudulent intent on the part of the Romney campaign. I do hope they publish this one. The electorate around here is brain-dead.

Meanwhile, I got a Classmates solicitation telling me that two,count them two, people have read my Austin High School (Chicago) profile and it will only cost me blah blah to see them and to become a member. I wrote them that I sincerely doubted any classmates from that era were still alive and not brain-dead, considering myself to be an anomaly, along with Jeri, among any elders of any era.

Furthermore, I said, I didn’t remember providing a profile, unless, perhaps it was 5 years ago, out of curiosity, and that, in any case, at the end of each year, just before the first new moon of the new year, I routinely cleared out UNIMPORTANT MEMORIES from my brain, such as a possibly provided profile on an entity of little significance called Classmates. I do this, I wrote, to make room for the good stuff coming in.

And I said, if by chance, the two people who had viewed my profile really had known me in 1948 (gimme a break), they hadn’t liked me. My high school years were not a harbinger of the social success (ahem) I would one day become. I remember only one friend – we were band members together. She played the flute. I played the cornet. Two different embouchures – we were destined to bond. Her name was Lynn. I don’t remember her last name. How fleeting the joys of youth.

And I again, have unexplained fatigue and orthostatic problems (where you think you are fainting)that appeared suddenly two days ago and I am toughing it out, hoping it is a passing phase. I need to rest after every minor exertion. I am blaming the Republicans.

xx, Teal