Writing Pen Pals and Such

Well howdy again. I am back here with a One Typed Page. And look, I write a lot every day. Morning Pages, Sketch Journal, some Spanish, and in all of that one or more of them gets dropped. Like One Tyoed Page of late. But that is kind of unfair. This place is kinda special in what it gets out of me because I write differently to each format. SO, should I disappear again, I encourage you to kick me for not showing up here. Write to me at:

michael@jamhome.us or
mikeraz@gmail.com

Both will show up in my consciousness (oh lord, spelling!) and I will get at the keyboard to one of my typewriters and get with the flow and appear here again. Daniel does not reveal anyone’s address or other information. Damn if that is not nice. However, it does not stop any of us from communicating in any means we care to try. (Yes, those of you with letters pending, well…) NOTE: this is not a plea for likes or other feedback. Other than a “hey! Get on it again.” when I drop off for a few days.

“When I’m 64”, remember that song? My wife had planned for decades to travel to the Beatles hometown of Liverpool. She was to spend her 64th birthday getting “fooking debauched” with her second-oldest, a 50-year-old penpal (penpals for 50 years, they are a different age), and her husband (the penpals husband) at a, well starting at, a favorite pub. I am sure we would have had a bloody great time. But not now with the Covid. We will be going for another time to celebrate. But it is not for her 64th. Which is what I was doing this last bit of time.

And for the record, my wife’s longest-running penpal has been sending letters across the pond to Germany for one year more. 52 years of, well it isn’t One a Day, but several times a year.

Are any of you learning a foreign language? Spanish in my case. With Esperanto and Latin as my follow on … well I think so. Perhaps I will go with Portuguese we will see how my fascinations flow as we get down the road a bit. You know how to reach me. I just passed the 800-day streak on Duolingo. It could be 1,200 plus day streak if it were not for being hospitalized for days of unconsciousness. Duolingo is not my only thing to do for languages. It was a start. And actually, it remains a start for languages.

OK, back to pages of less about me and all that stuff. Back to the things I trip over while wandering through the thing of life.

— MichaelRpdx :: rkmm

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