Last night was spent in deleting messages from my e-mail page after printing that message out into a hard copy.  I realized that what I was doing was getting into a problematical area for right there on my screen were all the messages that I had not deleted ready to be dealt with when necessary.  I sort of hoped by keeping them all together that they would be handy. As it turned out, by going through the mass of them and briefly scanning them as they were printing, I got a kaleidoscopic view of the basic topics and found that there were historic moments that I had just skimmed over and left in my computer.  By printing the pages out I now had a hard copy with a whole lot of others on the same topic and now had to create a file and put it with the primitive box of folders alphabetized but still available.  I wondered why I had not done this before. 

Well, let’s see. I sort of hoped that by not printing out and deleting these messages from my computer that they would be locked away and if I could not see them they would simply not be there.  It didn’t work out that way for each day when I open my e-mail and save the contents, they go out onto that list where they remained until last night.  I had no idea I had left such a backup of important messages even though I dealt with them with replies and waited for the inevitable nasty reply to my reply.  Well, so it goes.

An entirely different thing is the increasing number of hucksters who are trying to sell me good things in the stock market.  I cannot fathom why I am a target for these rabid folk.  I get new ones daily and my list of deletions grows so that in order to free up speed in this computer I am going to have to delete all of my deleted items and come up fresh and clean.

The real utility and fun of using e-mails is that I get to write essays (this is not a prime example of what I like to write about).  I send them out to an increasing list of names in my address book and occasionally even the huckster will add a comment.  I must be doing something right.  It is interesting to note the array of people whom I do not know who somehow get on my list and ANSWER questions posed in what I write.  I do miss the kind of give and take with friends who quickly ferret out that I write about dedicated topics which simply do not grab them in any significant way.  Some few believe that I echo them and I get a lot of “greats” and “right ons” as though I speak for them so they do not have to think and write their own essays.

But every pigeon must have its hole and I dutifully put my print-outs into theirs.