Don’t play it again, Sam


Another cartoon from the recent past today. I admit to doing this. It isn’t something of which I’m proud, because it all amounts to the same thing: parking one’s tush in front of a screen and watching mindlessly. Just because it’s something I’ve selected and have enjoyed before doesn’t excuse me. It’s turning off the mind. Maybe that’s not all bad. There’ve been times when it would have been best if my mind had been turned off, but it wasn’t.