persona non sequitur

a review of media by a slightly jaded baby boomer.

Monday, July 29, 2013

All of life is a post tramatic stress syndrome response.


Tuesday, July 23, 2013


And while I think of it, I can recall my first car. A Ford Mercury.  There wasn't much wrong with it. Though, several months later the regrooved tires fell apart while I was on the New Jersey Turnpike,  and it was only then I discovered the jack wasn't...well, there were three parts, but none of the parts fit one another.

First lesson: check the trunk and see what's missing..

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

AUTOMOBILE HELL: a series of stories 

   I own a 2003 Honda Civic. It drives and handles well. But It overheats. I can drive it some 30 miles to work, but need to refill the radiator because on a damaged overflow container.  I can tell the radator is in fine shape, because when I untwist the cap, there is a slight vacuum kiss.  The overflow tank is missing its cap. This was not noticed until after winter passed. Currently, if it overheats, I must turn on the heater and let it blow until the needle on the thermostat lowers. This is the reason it was not noticed until spring.  Now, until the part arrives, I must drive in dry heat in the middle of the summer when the thermomator outside the car reads 95 degrees. 


My hearing aability is about 50 percent in one ear. Giving an overall deafness of 75 percent.

These days, when someone cames into the office, and the individual is talking  I must   wait a few seconds for a facial sign to indicate that A) they are talking to me, or B) they are wearing Bluetooth.