A Recluse in the Middle of Town

I know. Community. Enjoying getting out and meeting my neighbors. I also like to stay home and read. In fact, a feel like a whole different (sad) person if I don't have a good book. I am not at rights with the world unless I am in the midst of an all-encompassing, written drama. I am currently in the midst of the drama of Notre dame of Paris. I was in such raptures over Gutenburg's printing press last night, that I could have written an ode, a sonnet, a love song in honor of it. Victor Hugo reminds us that without the printing press, the Great Reformation of Luther, Zwingli, Tyndale, and Wycliffe, would have been little more than a small schism, a few guys in the pub sharing their plebian ideas. It is because the ideas of those guys, the idea that the Bible should be printed and available to the masses, that I became a Christian.
I don't think highly enough of this interweb and blogging stuff to even remotely compare it with the glories of the printing press, but it has brought about much rapid sharing of information. For instance, if I came across a really great pudding recipe, I would share it with all the friends I would see that week-which isn't too many. If I remembered, I would share it with the friends I'd see in the following weeks. Only if the recipe were amazingly spectacular and unique would I call or write friends across the country and share it with them. NOW, however, I can share the recipe with every one of my friends, instantly. And not only my friends, but anyone anywhere in the world will be able to read my recipe.
So, since I now have the capability to share my thoughts, I will do just that. I am very sad to see some gray hair on the head of my little dog. That means he's getting old. He will soon pack up and go to college, get married, and leave his poor master and mistress who raised him from a pup, all alone in their little house. I suppose that is just part of life, every life. I see myself getting older, and my friends getting older with me. But for now, in the same way that I enjoy my little dog every day that he is with us, I enjoy my friends every day, and pray that we can enjoy our friendships for many days to come.