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I have been searching for days for what to write this month’s column about.
I’ve thought about it at work and at home. While sweating on an exercise machine and at a way-too-long traffic light. In the shower and while watching “American Idol” and “The Office.”
Nothing seems to have nudged me one way or another.
I have thought about writing about why I enjoy music from the 1970s and certain groups more than others. I think it really comes down to there is more of a life message in the words, and, I can at least understand the words. That’s why country music ranks pretty high with me these days.
I have thought about how social media is frying the young minds of our children and turning their thumbs and fingers to near blister level with their frantic text messaging, tweets and Facebook posts.
I have thought about one of the reasons teenagers don’t communicate much is because as parents we have provided them with a verbal detour with cellphones that can do just about anything these days. It is the way our children speak in silence.
I have thought maybe I should write about — now that I am less than five months away from somehow, someway turning 53 — a bucket list, what I want to do and see before my time on this earth ends.
I just don’t know how many bucket list items would be reasonable to toss in there if indeed the sole reason you create a bucket list is to achieve them all.
I do know I want to spend time in Boston watching the Red Sox play at Fenway Park and just walk the streets around the baseball shrine. And I want to be able to at least once spend a few winter months in Florida with my wife should I retire one day. See, if I could right now, I would borrow a teenager move and toss out a few Emojis with a smile, wink and smirk about the retirement comment.
I thought a lot about people I once considered friends who really have disappointed me lately. But I have come to terms with that. Most really weren’t the kind of people I thought they were all these years. In the case of some, they are exactly who I thought they were.
Because we are right in the middle of basketball season, I thought about sharing my opinion on Kentucky and Louisville fans, given the name of this column is, “From the Cheap Seats.”
But that would be too much of a headache because we are much more of a UK family. I will say this, though: U of L fans talk about how bad UK fans are. I am sure in many instances that might be true. But many U of L fans just need to look in the mirror and they will see what they see in many of the UK fans, just with a different tint. And vice versa.
I thought about maybe delving into all those things my parents told me during my teen years. They told me I would one day realize they were right, but I thought they were just talking to talk. Today, I’d have to admit how right they were. But I was wrong so many times and my word count here is limited.
I thought a lot it seems.
Jeff D’Alessio is News Editor of The News-Enterprise. He can be reached at (270) 505-1757 or at email@example.com.