• Idylwild

After hearing so much about influencers, their power on the market and just how cool they are, I finally picked up a bit of information about the how, why, wherefore

and procedures needed to become one.

There was a Documentary on one of my confusing amount of channels about becoming an Influencer. The perks seemed surprisingly good, sitting at home, coffee in hand, keyboard set up and ready to go, I mean, I have friends, some people seek me out for information, like the best Cellular Phones for seniors, where to rent VCR tapes, just what is the best method to clean a CPAP, things like that. And let’s not forget household stuff: riding mowers, just which one offers the best cutting width and comfortable seat, Is the Cubii a good exercise machine, and does day old bread really have less Gluten?

I understand that after a few months of work it is possible to amass thousands of followers.


So I started out this morning,



had my cassette of Tapestry on for a calming effect, and thought of the best way to contact my fellow AARP squad members, cool word there Squad.

Between my dial phone and CB radio, I must have contacted over a dozen of my friends offering great information on Orthopedic shoes, best Medicare plans, what was on TCM and the best Channels to catch Matlock on.

Wow busy morning.

After a brief nap I checked the answering machine, not much, although Billy down at the Legion said he preferred the John Deere to the Sears mower.

Guess it might take a bit, but I have launched, and that is important.

But, I need to expand if I am to have any real success with this. So please, get on the Phone Tree, yes it was easier when there were party lines, but I will soon be the informative and fascinating voice of a really cool generation.


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  • Idylwild


ok. Here it is. Simple, factual and a bit sad.

do you remember when you were last happy purchasing something you needed but did not really want to get. Talking TV here, cell phones, Lap tops, Computers, New car sound systems, can't call them radios anymore. Too simple. Two easy, two knobs, some buttons....voila...music.

No my amigos, we have been seduced, enslaved ,and diminished buy trying to run like hell to maintain our positions. Everyone over sixty should be given a direct line to a teenager to decipher the daily task of communication on all levels.

The joy of unwrapping... uhhhh unboxing, has been stolen from us with the lengthy penance of a 90 degree learning curve. The new sled, the new bike, shiny assembled and ready to go has been dimmed into non existence by the seductive slave of Tech: more is better.

Sadly, we all, it seems must have communication at hand 24/7,but liking it is not something I choose. Convienent, once it is set up, yes, fun, not really, freeing, noooooo, slaves to a catchy tone, tune or beep, we forge our own chains, and gladly pay for them.

So, after spending the last few days synching a new Tablet to a phone and computer, I am perhaps ready to answer questions, perhaps. I may have arrived but the journey was far from fun.

Rock on AARP commandoes, more change is on the shrouded horizon. It started with that Damm Princess phone, and then the dreaded heavy and ominous, Brick.

Be well my friends, something is ringing or buzzing in here and I fear I must answer.


As the Deputy says,"ride safe"


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  • Idylwild


being retired is indeed a full time job.

I have to sit, listen to music and wait until a bird shows up on the Aloe to get a shot.

The effort involved in this is staggering.

Aloe is a plant indigenous to the Arabian Peninsula, The Al Hajar Mountains more specifically. From there it spread to the Canary Islands and through out the world.

This plant I understand migrated from Catalina Island many years ago, perhaps helped by a piratical sea Captain I never got to know.

It now sits quietly, growing at an alarming rate and attracts Humming birds for my amusement.

For all this to come together just to make mornings special,

is a piece of the mystery, and as such is revered. Please join me, as I do nothing.




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