Howdy y’all!

Ye Olde Blogge is going through some major changes. We’re moving our secret headquarters to keep the ICE gazpacho police guessing and off of our tails. And, we’re changing our top secret cover story from mild-mannered full-time citizen and part-time blogger to full-time blogger!

What?!? Can that be right? I guess it is. It seems to me that blogging was made for retired old farts, so I’m going full-time, baby! That’s right, we’re quitting the day job and retiring during the most inauspicious, capricious, and malicious moment possible in the history of the US, humanity, and the world.

Luckily, just between you, me, and the server, we won’t be moving to the US. We’ll be in the Americas, and if all goes well, meaning I live long enough, I will even change mcitizenship.

However, all this has enormous implications for Ye Olde Blogge!

First, I’m giving up my work computer, which means I’ll be using my Kindle Fire as my primary Interweb interacting device. It’ll be okay, but it ain’t no computer. The biggest problem is with memory because it has very limited capacity, so everything will stored up in the clouds. It’s gonna be different.

Second, I’m terrified. I have worked nearly everyday of my life for the past fifty years. I came up poor. I was poor until I began my professional career. Most of my life has been spent living paycheck-to-paycheck. The idea of not being employed just leaves me a little freaked out. Even though the financial advisor, and more importantly, Ma Belle Femme, says we’re good to go. It leaves me sweating bullets.

I got my social security notice in the mail, and it ain’t much since most of my employed time in the US was working minimum wage. Supposedly, we’ve got our “savings” and investments that will provide us with income, but with everything going on in the world, I’m just not feeling at all settled.

Third, we’re moving back to civilization — no insult intended to the good peoples of Cambodia, China, Kenya, Viet Nam, or South Korea where I’ve lived during the past thirty years — but we’ll have a dryer, steady reliable electricity, and potable tap water. We’ll be able to understand the casual conversations going on around us for the first time in forever. Every time I’m in what passes for an English-speaking country, it always leaves me feeling harried, haggard, and unnerved. I can’t ignore what people are saying. I’m sure it will pass, but still.

And fourth, I’m teaching a summer camp! God help me! It’s five to fourteen year olds. Five year olds. Besides needing to provide daily infotainment sufficient to occupy such frivolous minds, I’m in my old classroom. You could be forgiven for thinking that is a good, but there is nothing good about being in an empty school building. It’s a little frightening and echoy. I’m wandering the halls and looking into dark empty classrooms hoping to see a friendly face that just isn’t ever going to be there again.

What are we doing?!? How can we be leaving all of this behind? It’s madness! Madness, I tell you!

So, posting is going to be a little more erratic than usual… if such a thing is possible.

Blog On, Siblings!
Jack