The bizarre consequence of the Corona Lockdown has been my return to having full internet access at home. Here are some scattered thoughts after a month or so.
Passwords
I have a word document with a list of accounts and passwords to help me keep track of all my various logins. However, I never refer to this list unless I guess incorrectly a couple of times. What I'm realizing is the truth of an old organizing principle - put things back where you look for them, not where you find them. A password I can't remember wasn't forgotten, it was wrong, and I should simply change it to whatever I guessed on the initial attempt.
The internet is a SCAM
I've shared that explanation for not having a smart phone - 'too distracting' - trades some truth for expedience. However, make no mistake, the internet is the gold medal winner at The Distraction Olympics, and my admiration for those who manage to accomplish anything from home grows by the day.
Live music
Being at home has prompted many to stream performances, delighting both loyal and new listeners around the quarantined world. I'm not surprised by these reactions, having listened almost exclusively to concert footage rather than studio productions for the past five years or so. There is some important ingredient in a live performance that goes AWOL in production, and it often more than makes up for whatever is lost in the exchange.
