The truth is, I’m rarely bored. It would be a lot different if I was a lot younger, but I’m not. I’m 55 and getting older every second. Actually, it wouldn’t be that much different. I’ve been a boring person since the day I started learning how to program on a Commodore 64, way back in 1987.
That’s how my wife, Josie, described me after I was stationed in North Carolina in 1988. I didn’t want to go, go, go like she did. Look, I got that out of my system before I turned 21. I was stationed in San Diego, California, from 1979 to 1981. By the time I was transferred to another duty station, I had already gone, gone, gone.
I did everything I could think of doing in Southern California. I went to Disneyland and Magic Mountain (before Six Flags took over) and Universal Studios (before it became a big thing) several times. There were movies until dawn in theaters on some weekends (and I usually fell asleep during one of the three movies showing) and video arcades on others. Hanging out with friends at the Mission Beach boardwalk and at a local park filled in the remaining gaps.
I had a really good reason for doing all these things. I lived in the barracks on the base and it truly was a boring place back then. The only good thing about the barracks was that it was quiet at night and I could sleep without interruption.
When I have everything I need at home, it really doesn’t make sense to go, go, go. I have televisions I rarely watch, but they’re here for those rare times when I do (Josie watches TV every day). There’s food in my refrigerator and I have food in the kitchen cabinets. I have part-time cooks and part-time maids (all relatives). I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do, most of the time.
I’ll go to the beach when Josie can persuade me to do so. She’ll rarely go without me. We go shopping together at least once a month. We eat out at least once a month. Sometimes we take walks together in the early morning, when it’s still cool enough to do so.
I’m never bored. Well, maybe for a few minutes in any given day but that doesn’t really count, does it? I’m a geek and a nerd, whatever that means. I spend most of my days sitting at one laptop computer or another, preferably the one I’m using now. If I’m not writing an article, I’m programming something. Sometimes, I’m even browsing one or more of the social networks I belong to.
Sometimes, I’ll watch a TV show or a movie on the computer, commercial-free of course. One of the reasons I won’t watch on a real TV is because… if you think the number of commercials aired in the United States is bad, try seeing how many commercials air in the Philippines. It can take an hour to watch a half-hour show. I’m not exaggerating.
I live the life of Riley unless someone interferes with my daily non-routine.